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Sunday, 21 January 2018

O Carillion

O Carillion, it's gone,
The bill will be hundreds of millions,
Jobs will be lost and reduced pensions
For those who knew this was coming,
All along, so wrong,
O Carillion,
Carillion.

Ministers have made a commitment,
Telling everyone to turn up for work
And carry on, keep it strong,
Protect the public investment,
But for how long, how long,
O Carillion,
Carillion.

Hospitals, schools and prisons
And part pf HS2,
All Carillion,
But no more now,
Now that it's through,
O Carillion,
Carillion.

Live today and pay tomorrow,
That was the deal,
But tomorrow never ends
And paying goes on and on,
Like shareholder dividends,
O Carillion,
Carillion.

© David Subacchi

Carillion collapse raises job fears

David Subacchi lives in Wales (UK) where he was born of Italian roots. He studied at the University of Liverpool and has 4 published collections of his English Language poetry: First Cut (2012), Hiding in Shadows (2014), Not Really a Stranger (2016) and A Terrible Beauty (2016) as well as a collection in Welsh: Eglwys Yng Nghremona (2016).

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