Lets revive the left

The left among other great things has become a dirty word, inconceivable, oppressive and suppressive....is what we are misled into thinking.....OR......utopianistic, unachievable and idealistic.
Now we have a tory government and that society is dragging its feet to the right we need to act, discuss and debate.
We need to wash the left clean, I refuse for our lives to become completely privatised...it is affecting not only the world of politics but is drastically having an effect on human nature....dishonesty, corruption and selfishness.
Your probably thinking what does some 19 year old student know....Im not saying i know....I am willing to know and perhaps it is such negativity that is barricading our attempts of action, I wish for my naivety to knock down those brick walls as it is such elitism that stifles our potential


I leave you with a poem I wrote some time ago surrounding the issues of people power and an attempt at understanding authority...basically injustice and greed


Beneath this mask of intellectual bluff you hide
A system that is meant to be no more, you lied
Invisible to the masses, the sorest thumb to your chosen classes
Ears shut out the crying, eyes blanked out the dying
Humanity forgetting itself is a mechanism for survival
When you’re safe and secure no need for revival
But then it comes back again to bite, with a potent sting in tail
How does a child have the means to fight, when you destine it to fail?
One can’t use an argument of necessity when one feeds on the fruits of gluttony
Who dictates what is yours or what is mine, when you squeeze blood from my grapes
Leaving me with empty vines
Claims on sources holds burden on resources, machinery crucial in the manufacture of our rights
You strip them bare left naked to the world, defenceless against all attacks
Those hunts you engineer, with the most ruthless of tactics
Have we not learned or not changed, still fierce still barbaric
Stuck in your rut of realism, why don’t you venture into idealism?
Nothing is achieved without hope backed with action
Venom poisons your calculated reaction,
Before we end with the endings we must begin with beginnings
At thee unripen core, blank slate and clear conscience
Roots so raw they can be nurtured with your nonesense
Inevitable natural unpreventable you insist, like a tale without a twist
Keep on digging this mighty sand pit, only so far you can go before your head will hit
Beneath this mask of intellectual bluff you hide
Covering how you lied and lied and lied