When Winter comes
In its harshness
Old age pensioners
Search for warmth
Some will ride on buses
Go to libraries or church.
A cost saving exercise
By politicians
Breakfast clubs
For hungry kids at school
More and more in poverty
Austerity a killing tool.
There simply is no way out
They have you by the balls
Squeezing ever tighter
No one to hear your calls
Job or no job makes no difference
Rising costs outstrip the wage
Ever wondered about democracy ?
We are merely slaves.
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Author:
nephilim56 (
Online)
- Published: June 4th, 2025 02:55
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