FREE ONESELF FROM THE CHAINS OF DEMOCRACY

nephilim56

Someones grandmother lays dying
In a corridor of shame
That once was a hospital
Now an accountants domain

Get out of your homes
Or pay extra a room
I dont see The Windsors
Crushed and in doom

How many palaces are needed
For the parasites elite
Mps gilted edged pensions
While peasants struggle to eat

Theres no such thing as illness
Unless you are rich
Then you"re allowed the sniffles
An engagement to miss

The jobcentres are filled
With a new type of breed
The disabled, old and vunerable
Upon whom the rich feed

Democracy you are
As you"ve always been
An attack on freedom
That fools never see.

A war has been declared
On the disabled and poor
The youth and the claimants
We all have to suffer

One law for Mps and their colleagues
Police and The Lords
Misconduct in public office
A get out of jail clause.

  • Author: nephilim56 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 2nd, 2023 05:47
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Doggerel Dave

    You are correct, of course. Any solutions in sight?

    • nephilim56

      a change of government but to put things right after 13 years wont be an overnight task

      • Doggerel Dave

        13Years?? Where, how, why? It is your right to travel incognito of course. However, there is zero information on your home page which would allow me to contextualize your work.

        • nephilim56

          13 years of Tory policy . Rich to get richer poor to get poorer



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