Thursday 16 November 2023

You don't speak for me.

 


Mr politician,

you don't speak for me.

Your words don't reflect the world I see.

Your views not the views of the many

of us that employ you to lead our country.

It seems like power corrupts,

you lose all direction on the moral compass.

Until it is just all spin

and no lasting peaceful policy.

You are not leaders.

A leader would look at atrocity

and try to stop it, take pity,

instead of playing the blame game.

A leader would say 'no more' 

instead of saying 'go on then, bring us war'

Drop all your bombs. Kill and maim.

Children? Fair game.

Shame is on you, 

and all of us in your name.

 

You think laws only apply

to those you deem beneath.

Immigrants, who just want safe space,

to create a life less filled with grief.

Too busy thinking of your income levels,

your debauchery tales of parties and arms sales.

If it doesn't fill your pockets

then there isn't space for it.

Think laws don't count for you,

Don't get your way, just abuse the system. 

Make the laws fit your view.

Fuck you. What's next.

Join a queue. We offer deportations

to anyone that doesn't tow the line.

This is a sign. A symbol of our decline,

when our voices are not heard,

or we are ridiculed and maligned.

 

You think it's okay to bomb schools,

hospitals, places deemed safe.

You think it's okay

for children to fill mass graves?

This sort of thinking is deranged.

How can any of you sleep?

When hate is seeped

so thickly in your brains.

Now the country can't agree with any views.

What next, we all lose?

Or you fall on your swords

Do the decent thing.

Call a new election,

let the peoples’ voices ring.

Oh, but then the money would stop rolling in.

 

 

 

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