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.