Saturday 31 January 2015

Big Bamboozler



There’s a big bamboozler,
Running the show,
He’s got something to say,
He wants you to know,
It may not be true,
But he’ll repeat it until
You’ll think that he spiked your drink,
With a pill.
So beware of the one,
With the shifty grin,
You’ll find more common sense,
In your bottle of gin,
For he’s not here for you,
He’s a puppet at best,
But hey, don’t be alarmed,
This is only a test.
If this had been,
An actual emergency,
We’d be over run by
A radical insurgency
There’s a big bamboozler,
Running the place,
With blood on his hands,
And egg on his face,
He wants you to know,
That he’s doing a good job,
Allowing lobbyists,
To ransack and rob,
So hold onto your hat,
Get your things nailed down,
He’ll be handing out goodies,
Soon in your town,
This time it’s fear
Yeah, He’s selling protection,
Sounds like a racket
Let your vote be rejection.

Monday 19 January 2015

Cash Cow



It was really only a dream,

There is no special place,

No shining example of moral courage

No peacenik crusader for the down trodden

No alternative voice

Shining a bright light

In the face of an evil

Perpetual war machine.

No that was a dream,

Now we are awake

And the reality is, war won,

It’s the norm,

The cash cow.

Happy?