Saturday, October 09, 2010

Remember thou art mortal.

Our politician who art indicted
hollowed be thy fame.
Thy kingdom’s gone.
Thy will long done
on earth but never in heaven.
You gave us each day our daily bread
and promised us jam tomorrow;
yet we forgive those who trespass against us,
but you lead us into temptation
and delivered all this upheaval.
For thine was the kingdom,
the power, and the glory,
built on the never never.
Again.

Saturday, October 02, 2010

The Torch of the Unknown Journalist


Our Journalist who art unknown,
Hallowed be thy flame.
Thy acumen come.
Thy research be done
on earth as it is in The Guardian.
Give us this day our daily torch,
and deliver us our press passes,
as we ne’er forgive those who govern against us;
and lead us not into sensation,
but deliver us from Evil’s empire.
For thine is the freedom
to distil truth from power and get the story.
Forever endeavour.
Amen.