Lockdown Armageddon *
 
And do those feet in present times
Walk upon Wales’s mountains green,
And does our holy man of God
Appear on Wales’s daily TV screen.
 
It is a vision so divine
That shines upon our clouded hills,
As Armageddon brings decline
With no more money to pay our bills.
 
Bring me my pen of burning gold,
Bring me a heart that’s still on fire:
I have no fear, won’t be controlled,
Here in my Chariot of Desire …
 
I will not cease from mental fight,
I’ll keep on writing day and night,
Till I have freed our Principality
From FM’s Lockdown Mentality!
 
* with apologies to the incomparable William Blake –
I think he would approve today.

FROM OVER 2 YEARS AGO!

 The bleak vision for the future of Wales laid bare in public report https://www.walesonline.co.uk/news/health/bleak-vision-future-wales-laid-15054023? utm_source=twitter.com&utm_medium=social&utm_campaign=sharebar