The Wade Radford Archive

I am not man, nor friend, nor individual,

I’m controlled by the great British pound,

I am not free, nor in receipt of your loyalty,

I’m merely controlled by whatever currency!

I’m an invoice for your goods,

A charge back for your service,

I am a never ending charge,

and the account continues to dwindle!

I am not rich, nor frivolous, nor safe,

I’m controlled by the great British pound,

I am not comfy, nor in receipt of good intentions,

I’m a fucking disaster whatever the currency!

I am a loan that’ll be repaid to excess,

I am a worry about cash as I do in distress,

You are never ending with demands,

And the account continues to dwindle!

I am not lavish, nor able of charity,

I’m controlled by the great British pound,

I am both bought and then sold,

Whatever the fucking currency!

Nothing is lent without plan,

Nothing is given just ever because,

The cash tins and vaults have chains,

Whatever the fucking currency!

– Taken from ‘this and that’ Zine . 2021 .

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