Paid-Mockracy
Paid-mockracy
Part of the lock and key
Chain and stock
of Slavery
To “counteract” plebiscite democracy
Is this really what you want to see?
An intellectual elite
Is sweet
Like rotting meat
Cos my family are no
dimmer than me
with my degree
I was just lucky
I got to go to university
And that’s part of the problem
With no safety net to catch
Futures can be snatched
Pushed back down
Never to bloom
Stunted in the ground
Because its hard
No one hands you
A get out of jail free card
When there’s no bank of mum and dad
It doesn’t make you bad
but career is a pipe dream
When you are floundering in the stream
Drowning
No buffer to fall back on
Yes if you make it you are strong
But you shouldn’t have to be
Exclusion is exclusion
and that is wrong
Like taking the vote
Off of “little scrotes”
Without bothering to ask why
Without checking the stats
On who and how we die
Of socio-economic class
And how getting by
Makes you pass
The chance of better
It’s a gamble
Gambling’s for tools
When it’s not just your future
On the line
You can climb out the poverty pit
Fooled ya!
Can’t believe you fell for that shit
So think
When you take the vote away
When you make people pay
That’s tyrannies way
Paid-mockracy
Is paid for in blood
Yours and mine
Whilst fat cats dine
On the wine
Of generational wealth
Dynastic stealth
Toast to monarchies health
Violence rocks the boat
Bloated faces gloat
At what they have or have not done
This road is short and a dreadful one
We know the destination
It ends in devastation
Human rights anulled
Sold
To the highest bidder
Who’s the winner?
When the masses are sent to war
Because you know who dies?
That’s right the poor
In shit and gore
Those with little to loose
Those who don’t get to choose
Those powerless against
convincing rouse
Societal’s short fuse
Whilst the comfy snooze
And the desperate booze
Their way to an early grave
Which is still later than our young brave
The unknown solider
Who shoulders the blame
Of buildings caved in
Of genocide’s sin
Self mutilation
Of nations
Self cannibalism to win
Nothing
Paid-mockracy
Is eating us from within.
Posted: Wednesday, July 13th, 2016 @ 11:42 am
Categories: Poems, Political.
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