Poetry: A Poisoned World by Ian Copestick

Brit Grit, Ian Copestick, Poetry, Punk Noir Magazine

I thought that when I grew up I’d feel part of this nation
A useful member of society
But no, it seems like my alienation
Is starting to get the better of me
There’s no place for my politics or my ideas
There’s just a  concensus, a slump to the right
A government ruling by division and fear
It’s their most successful political tool ; fright
Scared of your neighbours, scared of Asians
Immigrants of all colours and creeds
Making us think that we’re under invasion
Spreading their poison of hatred and greed
It feels like the whole worlds coming undone
The U.S. with Trump, us with Brexit
There’s no place for idealism, no place for fun
Compassion and sanity have gone through the exit

Bio: Ian Lewis Copestick is a 46 year old writer from Stoke on Trent England.
Although he started writing poetry in 2001, he only started sending them out for publication 8 months ago. In this time he has had over 100 poems and 5 short stories published. He is featured in print anthologies by Alien Buddha Press and Horror Sleaze Trash.