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Sunday, 10 March 2019

Noticeboard

‘...bacon, honey,
jam and bread’,
crossed off the list
kept in my head,
paid my bill
and gathered all,
then glanced 
upon the foodstore wall.
A pencilled note,
torn from a pad,
announced to all,
vaccines were bad,
that mums were wrong
to take a chance,
they should refuse,
take up a stance
against those foolish doctors.

I watched the folks,
as they read the note
and made a copy -
quote...unquote.
They pinned theirs up,
across the wall,
repeated lies
in hasty scrawl -
others read
and copied on,
and added to the lie.

It wasn’t long
‘til kids got ill,
spread it round
and still
the lie went on.
People read 
again the note,
cast their stones
and cast their vote.
Lots of likes,
lots of sharing,
little thought,
little research daring
to go against the flow.

The lies refuse 
to go away...
the echo chamber’s 
here to stay.

© Andrew Goodison


Andrew Goodison is a single father of two, full time carer and full time poet, living in the West of Ireland.

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