… when you informed on me to the DWP?
Did you believe the yellow rags, the Scum, the Heil, the Vexpress? Do they shape your every thought when they label us fakers and fraudsters and the cause of all your woes?
Did you believe Ian Duncan Smith when he blamed us for the banking collapse? George Osbourne and his lackeys when they label us workshy?
Do you envy me ESA’s £95 a week, which with Benefit Reform will soon enough be £0 a week?
Did you thrill over giving me an imagined kicking for my sins, not knowing I might still feel every punch, every blow, physical act or none?
Did you wonder about practicality, think how I might manage to hold down a job, when I’m lucky to get out of the house for a whole four hours in the week?
Did you realise that it was you who was committing the crime, not I; Hate Crime, spite crime, little-minded bigot’s crime?
Or do you simply despise me because I’m disabled?