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UK – Health And Safety – Satanic Control

A Poem, Song and Article explaining just HOW ‘Health & Safety’ has diminished our standard of living in Great Britain and brought Us to Our knees ‘financially’ as a Nation – On Purpose!

 

 

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The builders felt it first they say,
A shadow creeping in – one fateful day.
A force that claimed our freedoms – piece by piece,
Called it’s tightening chains “Health and Safety.”

A system born of rules that never end,
A costly maze no wallet can defend.
A cartel crowned with power from above,
Printing its fortune while demanding our love.

From work-sites grim to every home and street,
Its touch makes simple tasks no small feat.
Once one wage fed a family safe and sound,
But now such comfort’s rarely to be found.

Two jobs now pull tired hands apart,
Leaving childcare as the only start.
Parents watching as their newborns go
To places shaped by minds they barely know.

A world the speaker calls woke and bold,
A plan they say was drafted – long foretold.
Since ninety-seven’s shift in uk power’s hall,
A single socialist Party’s echo fills it all.

Through nurseries soft and classrooms wide,
The message flows like an incoming tide.
From junior days to halls of higher lore,
The lessons shape the minds they’re aiming for.

A culture forged in red and restless fire,
Where old beliefs are pushed into the pyre.
Through every stage this river seems to run,
Touching daughters, fathers, mothers, sons.

And “Health & Safety,” in the speaker’s view,
Is but the vessel carrying something new.
A quiet tool of order and control,
Steering the course of Britain’s soul.

So rings the tale – whether feared or true..
Of freedoms lost, and what we’re marching to.
A poem voiced from one who stands to say
The cost of Health and Safety rules grows higher every day.

Copyright © Peter Moring  2025

The Construction Industry seemed to have been the FIRST! to experience the ‘Satanic Control Over Our Freedoms’ Financed by Our-Selves!! .. AKA; ‘Health & Safety’ – They are another Cartel that is basically a ‘Licence To Print Money’ FOR Themselves while doing the ‘UniParties’ WILL! …

H&S has encroached on ALL areas of Life in the UK and beyond, making everything FAR MORE Expensive than should EVER BE! … Before H&S, One Man/Woman could earn enough to FEED, House, and Provide a comfortable Lifestyle on ONE WAGE! …

NOW!?? – It’s virtually impossible for MOST folk .. Two jobs is NOW a necessity! – Meaning Child-Care for MANY families is something they can no longer avoid! .. Many mothers/fathers are having to ‘Give Up’ the care of their ‘One-Year-Old-Baby’ into the care of a predominantly WOKE! Environment ..

All Planned Many years ago by ‘The UniParty’ in Britain that has been a Socialist Stronghold since 1997 … That Woke Indoctrination follows that child through Pre-School, Junior School, Secondary Education, College & University so that UK Society is a totally WOKE/Socialist/Communist Stronghold ..

Health & Safety being the conduit that just ‘keeps on giving’ in the CONTROL of British Society ….

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The Death-Knell For UK Family-Life

 

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For every house turned “serviced stay,”
A home for someone fades away.
One key exchanged for profit’s gleam,
One family lost their living dream.

Where laughter rang, now curtains fall,
Cold silence whispers through the hall.
Each polished suite, each weekend let,
Breeds sorrow, debt, and deep regret.

They’re buying homes, they’re buying streets,
Where once were children’s dusty feet.
From hotel chains to humble doors,
Their greedy fingers clutch for more.

Serco’s web is wide and deep,
They profit while the poor folk weep.
Landlords tempted by their gold,
Evict the hearts their walls once hold.

Five-year deals and seven-year lies,
Refurbished homes, a nation’s cries.
Contracts signed in hidden rooms,
While cities fill with silent tombs.

Where laughter rang, now curtains fall,
Cold silence whispers through the hall.
Each polished suite, each weekend let,
Breeds sorrow, debt, and deep regret.

“British? Back o’ the queue,” they sneer,
As tents like mushrooms now appear.
Office blocks and towered cells,
Become the place where struggle dwells.

Families once so full of grace,
Now fight to keep a resting place.
The working poor, the zero-paid,
By profit’s knife are cut and flayed.

Serviced homes for those who can,
But none for child or working man.
The rent’s too high, the wage too small,
The ladder’s gone, they watch it fall.

Where laughter rang, now curtains fall,
Cold silence whispers through the hall.
Each polished suite, each weekend let,
Breeds sorrow, debt, and deep regret.

Developers smile with practiced charm,
While nations crumble, arm by arm.
They justify but can’t excuse,
The human cost, the soul they bruise.

And as they trade our roofs for gold,
The heart of home grows weak, grows cold.
Yet truth will rise, and voices flame—
To halt this theft in housing’s name.

Copyright © Peter Moring  2025

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Please Click The Image Below To Learn HOW Serviced Accommodation Has Become The ‘Cancer’ That Is Seeing The ‘Organised Destruction’ Of Family Life Internationally.

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