We are not the idle ones,
The work-hard-shy or listless bums.
No, we are not the feckless sons
Who piss away prosperity for
For we are not the ones dismissing
Common sense, resisting exploration
Of sustainable alternatives.
And we are not the ones who give
Themselves to squander progress;
We are not the crazy, lazy-minded,
Reckless ones who shun accountability
With patronising explanation.
We are not the ones who, by the vanity
Of expectation, take their fun and run
With it at all Humanity’s expense.
No, we are not the ones become
Dependent on a grand pretence –
We are the under, funding it.
But we are not so dense as to imagine
What has brought us to our knees could
Ever be the route to our salvation.
We are not the ones who make
Oblation to unfettered profit;
We are not the careless ones who
Waste a world
And neither do we lack in aspiration –
Given half a chance!
But we are not the ones who did enhance
The obstacles and call them ‘Envy’
We are not the ones who drew fake
Lines and blamed the sums or claimed
Sufficient place for each to flourish and
Yet drank the space that nourished it.
No, we are not the profligate
And we are not the ones who do unpick
The seams and scheme to gorge upon
For we are not the libertines.