'Stolen from our eyes'

As workers and the general public consult themselves on what should go and how to pay for the current 'crisis', you wonder, I wonder, Is there a choice?

Apparently the government is skint, no not the actual MP's and ministers, infact the cabinet consists of over 18 millionaires. And Cameron, and his family, have assests of over £18 million pounds. So easy to look at a budget and numbers and not see the cost, or the blame, of this crisis.

As the coatlition government slowly but surely attempts to balance its budget, we wonder, where is the money? Where did it go?

And where are the words that say no to this? Where are the actions? Where are the voices we'd expect, and hope for, on a day, a week, a life like this?

I still see roses, cam smell them too & they light up my spirit and help me breathe. Without you, without them, a colourless, odourless life would exist. I want to live in colour.

Services have been reduced, collective specialist services, things, people, spaces which make, have made our lives easier, less painful, less barbaric and more. They have given us material and practical support to live, with someone, without someone and so should it, could it go on.

But yesterday and some yesterdays before we let go a little, a lot, and they 'stole from our very eyes'. Some people said there hands were safe, steady and steel but underneath a wall of promises, were eyes and bellys full of greed. Stolen.

Anti cuts alliances spring up across the country, reminiscent of the Anti poll tax unions with a memory of hope and possibility. Whilst cost savings, effectioncy, freezes... are splashed across our conciousness and as rains in a drought. When did we actually run dry? Where did the waters go?

'Stolen from our very eyes'. 'I will rise' like a phoenix from a flame, I will return. I will return' (Sinead O Connor TROY)

Parallel times and parallell lives- Thatcher, Blair, Brown & the boys - passing on the mask, beneath which you steal from us, blame us.

Parks and gardens GMB branch 5?
Imagine if this didn't exsist? Where would you go? I imagine what it would look like, what it would smell like - 'stolen from our very eyes'.