V.E. Day by Ian Lewis Copestick

Brit Grit, Ian Copestick, Poetry, Punk Noir Magazine
 V.E. Day

It’s V.E. day, well the 75th anniversary of,
and its a beautiful Summer’s day,
and the streets are full of people,
barbecues, drinking, and loud, awful music.
It’s a good excuse for a party, I
for one
will always celebrate kicking the shit
out of fascists, and it’s a great excuse to
ignore the lockdown. The same people who
applaud the N.H.S., and key workers
every Thursday, now flout the
rules, with
crap ’80’s music, hot weather
and drink.
I’m not going to judge anyone,
they’re all
grown ups, and what they do
is their
business alone. Except for the
painful,
terrifying fact that at this moment
they’re playing ” Radio Ga Ga ” at full fucking
blast. That’s something I can never
forgive them for.