I recognise the look in the eyes
On every raging face
In every war-torn place
On every side
Of all debates…
The anguish, the frustration, the realisation
Of the futility of voice
In un-democracy, in un-natural, in beyond-believable ..systems of state
We have no bullets screaming down the A583
But don’t doubt they would be… if they could be just like some have come to be
Places where each citizen is of no worth
Where raising concern,
Gets you jailed or worse.
Here we’re witnessing the dismantling,
The unveiling, exposing, revealing
Of the truth of what pulls the levers of government
The ugly beating heart of a chameleon gone wrong
Merged and mingled pretending to be friend
Deeper though than skin deep was the true intent
We're just the consumers, receptors, breeders and actors
In a game based round investors, industry, gambling and greed
Not one where a child’s needs… could ever compete
With Wall Street.
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