Exclusive to NWCI website, Rita Ann Higgins launches her new poem, The Darkness
Published: Sunday, October 18, 2009
Exclusive to our website, Rita Ann Higgins launches her new poem, The Darkness, a hilariously barbed take on our Republic's current political chaos. One of Ireland's favourite poets, rita ann first read the poem at the National Women's Council's public meeting to launch the No Going Back campaign last month.
It was early Christmases
it was perjury lights
it was lets organize the masses
it was death by devotion
it was googleability talk
it was doctor only cards
it was hailstones
it was gallstones
it was clamping
it was glamping
it was jackstones
it was January sales
it was complex stuffing
it was the dishcloth dreams
it was back on the dole queues
it was Fás schemes
it was refuse charges
it was Fás expenses
it was soap operas
it was pope operas
it was Spiddal in the middle
it was rain rain rain
it was kidney stones
it was Neven Henaff
it was tribunals
it was lost receipts
it was a limo here a limo there
it was SSIA's
it was Irish Nazis
it was grey days
it was boy racers
it was MRSA days
it was Namaphobia
it was mimicry Sunday
it was how are u texts
it was ex, it was pect
it was ations
it was swine flu
it was birdie flu
it was real male
it was single male
it was jingle mail
it was Biffo's budget
it was Robo cop direct/ not
it was bale-out or pale out
it was paper profit
it was cranks, it was foreign owned banks
it was inside information
it was an act of contrition
it was nasty it was undo-plasty
with your family who had affluenza.
We adore thee o Lend-A hand we bless thee
because by bailouts thou hast saved our deposits, not.
it was Lesbos, besbos, no to Lisbos.
it was Aer Lingus
it was Michael Cunny O Leary.
it was broken teeth
it was singleton mail
it was Fingleton mail
broken storage heaters
a season for grieving
a season for thieving
it was cryptosporidium
it was Mama, it was Nama
it was all Hail Obama
it was cancer centres of excellence (my eye)
it was never the HSE
it was centres of chaos
it was lead in your water
lead in your tea
overcrowding in hospitals
it was never the HSE
it was sore heels
it was cold sores
it was credit crunch
it was balefulls, bailouts
it was stag nites
it was stag nation
it was stag flation
it was a new four letter word
starts with an F and ends with with a T
financially untouchable *funt
you funting funt, or you dirty rotten funting funt
it was homophobia
it was nomophobia
it was home alonia, single male gingle mail
it was six banks full
we adore theee o cash we non-ebrities
it was high cholesterol
the weight of your sins
the weight of your bins
it was doomers, pooffers, mooffers,
it was out of work roofers
it was good bye Polish cleaners
we're back on the dolers.
It was momnesia
it was sly tox, boytox, my socks
it was 900 euro a night hotels in Venice
it was chauffeurs to Cheltenham
it was take me from terminal one to terminal three
but don't put me in with the plebs
it was take me to Kerry but put me in a plane
it was Dublin to Cannes
Cannes to Kerry
Kerry to Cardiff
Cardiff to Cannes
Cannes to Northolt
Northolt to Dublin
it was a conference on women in poverty in China
but make my hotel five star
it was I can and I will
and I'll do it again
it was more green tea, fat free
it was on your knee economy
it was never the HSE
the worst has yet to come
said George Grimm Reaper deeper Lee
it was never the Government
it was an Tuatha nua, an bua
an bord snip nua.