Spinning
Winning rhetoric
when the masses are losing
make your money on the side
as worlds collide
you have no answers
A gamer a chancer
playing backgammon
a dragon
of a bygone age
waging war
against the poor
and disabled
corporations own your soul
sponsored by …
do you believe your own lies
Media tycoon
your ego more inflated than a hot air
balloon
a lying silver spooned goon.
Card board cut out of humans
would you choose them?
they deny, won’t answer the questions why
because fake news and lies
are easier than
telling us, we fucked up man!
all across the lands
they cling to power
while the environment goes sour
and pollution paves the way
for all our graves
and science to them doesn’t mean a thing
because they are dreaming of fat salaries
from corporations
and tax breaks for themselves
shopping carts and working class elves
we are broken when we can’t tell the truth
they hide behind a smoke screen aloof
but we should get the children asking the questions
because it’s their world not these clandestine people
who yearn for power and are evil.
Should anything be done for political gains?
the political game
should played fair.
Choose your battles with care
I have seen politicians using people as pawns
I want to reiterate the fact that this is despicable and leaves us all forlorn
yes we need a voice
but we shouldn’t be a means to an end
bend us and we will break
don’t make promises that you can’t keep
just for ambition
I have premonition that you will be found out
and lose your political clout
because we see through your veneer
however thickly it is smeared
and however you muddy the waters
or use smoke and mirrors
you will never be forgiven
for your gaslighting
will be called out
and we all know the truth will be heard
it cannot be caged like a bird
it is more than just a word.
Drink from the cup of anger
You blame each other
In gods name.
The painful exaggeration
Leaves a blood stain
Fear makes the wolf look bigger
Politicians of western world snigger
But they have left us high and dry
And capitalism like the dragons of old
Cannot be controlled
Everywhere a playground game
It’s all the same
Like limp bizkit said
It’s all about the he said she said bullshit
The blame game
Instead of finding answers
In amongst the playground fights and skuffles
I was picked on by people who were so called cooler than me
Unfortunately we never grow up
Living backwards
Living catchwords
Lets try to live forwards unlike the devil
After all lived is good start
Turn the page draw a heart
If you can’t say anything good
Don’t say it at all…