Theres cheap food
For the poor
That the supermarkets
Throw away
And a queue
Thats lasts forever
In a defeated people
Now on show.
Those in power
Feel no shame
In their bubble
Of luxury and fame
Unlike those in line
With children to feed
Who work every hour
Or those forced to steal.
So government builds
More prisons
Their iron fist
To crime
Without ever asking why
Statistics
Rise
And rise.