Sunday, 8 June 2014

"Policitcally Correct..."

“Politically Correct…”

They said they would cut costs and reduce your taxes.
Cut your worries, cut crime, cut the bills, pass me the scissors, I want to cut off our worries full stop.
Tired of this umbilical cord connecting to Uncle Sam and the other fat cats.
Matter of fact give me the scissors let me cut off the CNN news.
Can’t listen to all this noise, no matter what channel it’s the same spew.
Hypocrisy, democracy, Labour, right wing, left wing it’s all the same game.
Just a different face or a different group.
21st Century Hitlers and Mussolinis.
21st century world war 2, modern day Cold War, modern day holocaust.
Just like Henry the 8th but without the funny robes, they all have the same code
How do you trust the men and women in tailored suits behind the screen?
Brutus pushed Caesar in a hole he couldn’t get out of.
The young Emperor killed his own Uncle, why would they help you?
Planes crashing into buildings, now a plane disappeared into thin air?
Do they really care?
How long have you have you been wiping your tears?
JFK got shot, Martin Luther King got slaughtered, madness has been happening for years.
Whoever sits on the throne, whoever is the head of Congress, it doesn't matter, it’s all a mess.
What do I know? I can’t remember the last time I voted.
I ignored the ballot office the same way the minister ignores his people’s cries.
All these voting campaigns but the outcome is usually the same.
Watching mum awaiting the results like an excited child, hoping her vote counts.
But I bet at the end of the month she won’t be happy with the hole in her pay cheque.
That’s a mother’s love and hope for the nation.
She hopes the best for the next generation.

I hope for their sake there is a big change…and things become politically correct…

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