Monday, 13 July 2020

Figurehead



Had a bumpy year?
my heart bleeds
but I think a lot of people have my dear
they can't run and hide
when they please
to a sanctuary
a palace estate
they can’t outrun the disease
or delay their fate

Let's raise a toast
to the inbred figureheads
reminders of bloodshed
in their names
to claim new lands
an empire of the dead

Surround yourself with questionable detestables
two princes
too close
to paedophiles
makes you question
those ruling our nation

You glorify in our lowest hours
as poor die in shoddy towers
workers, slaves to the system
forced to accept the worst conditions
the rich and ruthless
leave the homeless
roofless in a ditch
workers begging to eat
when wages don’t make ends meet
and yet, we are to cry
for our money figurehead
postal stamp spearhead

Raise a glass
as we the underclasses
worship those who are beyond the law
like kings and queens
we are mere jokers to them,
nothing but worker ants, a herd of cattle
struggling against the shackles
nothing but monopoly money for the elite
to fritter away, in their palatial retreats



Thanks For Reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.

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