Am I capable of what?
Of catching what?
A bus?
I'm sorry. I'm not sure I understand you.
Haven't I just told you of the pain I am in daily,
how I have to school myself to bear it,
how it eats away at the edges of my life
while my courage shrinks smaller every day?
I have such pain in my back,
and in these poor hands of mine;
and my eyesight, too, is failing.
A bus, you say.
I do not understand you.
What is it you would have me do?
Work? Yes I used to work.
Until my body was pressed
past all enduring.
I was a nurse. Yes.
There was a fall. At work.
My life was much altered that day.
Now you come at me with questions
I do not understand.
Have you not heard what I have told you?
Am I capable of catching a bus?
Are you capable of feeling compassion?
Are you capable of human kindness?
Are you capable of love?
Abigail Ottley Wyatt, June, 2015
http://rt.com/uk/209731-suicide-woman-benefit-axed/#.VXv-lifDZzA.facebook
This blog has now been re-vamped as a Burrow of Resistance. Rabbit has seen what is happening in the world and, frankly, he thinks something should be done. Mad Rabbit Crying Out Loud is looking for the poetry of compassion, that is poetry that protests the impact on people's lives of the current climate of austerity. It is also interested in hearing the stories of those who have been directly affected by the 'cuts'.
Showing posts with label benefit sanctions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label benefit sanctions. Show all posts
Monday, 15 June 2015
Capable (for Jacqueline Harris)
Labels:
Abigail Wyatt,
anti-austerity,
benefit sanctions,
Jacquline Harris,
poem,
social and welfare cuts. cuts,
suicide
Tuesday, 19 May 2015
Staring at Austerity
I switch on my phone.
Youtube.
'The Black Triangle List',
a film by disabled
artist-campaigner,
Vince Laws,
and film-maker
Andrew Day,
comes up and I select.
On a black screen,
white words
begin to scroll down.
The film is silent.
A memorial,
that, I am warned,
may upset me.
I begin to read.
People who have died
within 6 weeks
of losing benefits:
10,200 . . .
I concentrate in horror.
Black Triangle’s
ongoing list
from media reports:
100 and rising . . .
Then the list.
Details of austerity-
related deaths.
A man, 53.
Blind and agoraphobic.
Atos found him
Fit for Work.
He took his own life.
A woman, 51.
Breast cancer.
Atos found her
Fit for Work.
She died a few weeks later.
The stories mount.
I feel anger rise.
Where the hell
was duty of care?
In my ears, each
life speaks in the deep
silence of the film.
I watch to the end.
The website addresses
for Black Triangle,
(the Disability
Anti-Defamation
Campaign)
and the Samaritans,
are the final frames.
Then a last paragraph,
beginning,
‘It doesn’t have to be like this . . .’
I repeat the words.
The whisper feels
like it’s gone
around the world;
when it comes back,
somebody has
challenged Austerity.
Cath Davies, May, 2015
Cath Davies lives and writes in North Wales. She has
worked in social care for many years. Currently, she is currently studying
creative writing at degree level at the Open College of the Arts where she has
been a student since 2008.
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