You dream a nation
where freedom exists
here’s a bomb here’s a fist
here’s a Judas kiss
Here’s a fakery a fake news story
here’s a page 3 star
here’s cars which burn rubber
and men and women who slumber
You dream of a nation
where all are equal
without a dystopian sequel
you get regret
paths delusions you shouldn’t of met
if you can’t live with your neighbours
how can we have saviours
if we can’t tell corporations to pay taxes
then maybe we should sharpen our axes
and yet the rich get richer
and they stitch up
Our bodies in bags
drag us away
Did I hallucinate a brighter day
when all we need is so simple
and yet the ripples
for that day get further away
and dissipate
Into merely nothing
were we bluffing when we fought
to gain rights
or is it that tv dreams
and Pc and phone screens
are so much of a distraction
that we can’t get a meaningful interaction
between all of us
we curse and cuss
but we just hallucinate distrust
the nation we want
still lies in us.