Seesaw plummet the poor
Plunder the world to disaster
Thud
Crud
Face in the mud
For they shall have but
The dreggy remains
By courtesy of selfish bastards
Seesaw weighted to moar
Lifting itself ever higher
Grow grow
How low can you go
They would suck all of
The air from your lungs
And offer it bottled for hire
Seesaw game to deplore
Justice can’t come any faster
We saw, we see
The height of the greed
We see, we saw
The depth of the flaw
See saw
See sick
It bores, it owns
It claws at the bones
It tricks, it drains
The war on the poor can’t
And won’t be sustained
The pendulum cannot
Be pushed any more
Before it comes swinging
Back harder…
Did you see Michael Meacher’s speech to cross party motion calling for Inquiry into Osborne’s cuts – same material, same horror but no nursery rhyme to chill the soul.
http://www.michaelmeacher.info/weblog/2014/01/my-speech-today-in-the-house-of-commons-on-welfare-reforms-and-poverty/
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I didn’t see him but I read it later on his blog. Thank you for supplying a link to it. Sorry for the ‘chill’ 😉
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