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Learning from people who think night and day about poverty
People must have a voice and influence decisions that affect them
Leave No One Behind!
Help Us Wash Poverty Down The Drain!
Hundreds Expected to Commemorate 17 October
The Irish 17 October Committee (www.17october.ie) invites you to join people from all walks of life and from every sector of society who will come together to express solidarity with people experiencing poverty and social exclusion.
The UN Day for the Eradication of Poverty Commemoration – beginning on Friday 17 October at 11am close to the Famine Memorial on Custom House Quay, Dublin - is an opportunity for people and communities to have their voices heard through personal testimonies from people who experience poverty, as well as through music, stories, and presentations from school children. Different people will share their experiences and hopes.
The 2014 UN theme of the Day is :“Leave No One Behind: Think, Decide and Act Together Against Extreme Poverty”. “Leave No One Behind”- means putting an end to discrimination based on social disadvantage, and ensuring that no one is forgotten in our efforts to build a more equitable world. “Think, Decide and Act Together Against Extreme Poverty”- means deciding to do what it takes to ensure that people living in extreme poverty become the primary partners in programmes to overcome poverty and promote development. Only by working together with them will we be able to ensure that no one is left out.
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Politicians, Obstructions, Violence, Emptiness, Rent-arrears, Tablets and You
The politician on the box with the scratch in her voice
Explains that she standing by her principles and has made the brave choice
And tells us that she’s stopped the dole from being cut
Ah, well, that’s great; that’s gonna’ get me outta this rut
Now I’m not complaining but my little one has asthma and ADHD
And the older one has mood swings and needs ‘speech and language therapy’
And the eldest won’t leave the house, some kind of teenage stress
And my husband can’t get a job, he’s got the wrong address.
And so he drinks a lot and gambles more
And sometimes, when it’s bad, he hits me before he hits the floor
And the oldest screams and rocks on his chair
While the youngest wheezes and pulls at his hair
Sitting in queues is how I spend me day
Filling in complicated forms until me hair turns grey
I have a PPS and a DOB and a next of kin who’s a head-wrecker
And if she asks me one more time why I’m not working I’m gonna’ deck her
Mrs, I had dreams of being a secretary when I grow up
With me long legs and me laptop and me own coffee cup
And I’d be going on holiday, like Ibiza in May
Till I woke up one Monday, puking and in the family way.
Course, my sister works in London, though she lives on her own
And my brother is on the weed and still takes the methadone
So I’m left minding the mother, with her memory and brittle bones,
Doctor says she’s grand for her age but can’t be left on her own.
Me rent is behind and I owe my ma, did I mention
She keeps digging us out using most of her pension
And the school trips are coming, so much for free education
Those young ones are lucky with their ‘forced emigration’
I used to go next door if I needed a cup of sugar,
But something changed since he lost his job, now we don’t really talk to each other
She has it tough on her own, two kids, no maintenance there
He legged it to Canada with a Culchie from Kildare
The St. Vincent de Paul put some food on the table
And I get nice things for the kids whenever I’m able
And I’ll get a loan from the Provident when the communion comes around
And when they’re looking for payment, we won’t make a sound
And my nerves are all shattered and my hair needs ‘a do’
And my clothes are in tatters, I can’t afford anything new
Cos my son needs new trainers and a tracksuit for school
And a new football jersey, he loves Liverpool
And do yous find all the homework a bit of a curse?
Me internet is down and it makes the whole evening worse
There’s two of them doing school projects and they have to trust to luck
Plus they’re out of the loop without their games and Facebook
And he’d be some use to us if he was no use at all
Cos there’s times when he’s helpful and brings smiles to us all
And then we remember the good times and it makes the bad days worse
Between the unemployment and the drinking this downturn’s a curse.
Ah, don’t be listening to me, me ma always said I was a bit too deep
I take a few of them tablets to help get me to sleep
I won’t get addicted though, I haven’t the time
Someone in the family has to stay fine.
If it’s rough for us, isn’t it worse for others
When I see the state of some kids around, me whole body shudders
And then the ones on the telly with no food and no hope and no roof but a tent,
You’d almost be glad to be paying your rent.
But the politicians will fix it, aren’t there elections coming
So many doorstep promises, sure we won’t want for nothing
A lie for a vote, always forgotten when elected
We’re the poor of 2014, and the poor are never respected.
Ah, listen to me! Go on, I’ll see you later, if I don’t go now I’ll be late,
Tell the family I was asking for them, the kids are looking great.
And if you see your woman, will you tell her from me,
That it’s the poor that are with us always and not the DSP.