A Poem For Manchester Young Conservatives

The Toil of Beasts

From the Book of One Nation—a Long Series of Fables

‘Boris has lied about helping us in the North. It’s time for him to go.’ –

Manchester Young Conservatives @MancTories
Whatever happened to your blue-eyed son,
the newspaper columnists’ favourite one?
He went North to visit the beasts of burden.
Hid in a fridge to avoid the difficult question.

Whatever happened to the charming young gun
who sharpened his knife on the furnaces of hell?
Now unable to set his pointer North—
Where did he go once he was approved?

What made you his to endlessly exploit?
What were his assumptions,
that beasts of burden 
bred in captivity
should be eternally grateful 
for what’s afforded them?