Someone asked the other day
How do you sketch Theresa May?
Take Eris the Goddess of discord & strife
A splash of Medussa to add to the spice
Mix in the devil, let fester & rot
Then throw it all into an unwashed crockpot
Simmer till crisp on the fires of doom
Add a large dollop of dankness & gloom
With a glass of cold comfort, dripped through
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That’s how I sketch Theresa May
Little lad, on the bright orange chair
Blood on your face, dust in your hair
In your eyes, a thousand yard stare
Will the world stop this madness
Or does it even care?
If truth is the first casualty of war
The second casualty is innocence
In a world of perpetual conflict
Where wars start for profit not change
Peace loving people are frowned upon
Pointed out by media, labelled strange
Our politicians decide to take action
On regimes in far away lands
Drop bombs, displace innocent children
They end up with blood on their hands
They refuse the wave of humanity
Safe shelter away from the war
The children left stranded in limbo
No profit in helping the poor
It’s a crime against humanity
the way the PM lied to us
to bomb another Country
is it just to fill his own blood lust?
He told us that he had the means
for 70,000 troops he’d gather
soldiers who were all ready there
and shooting at each other
So Just like Blair before him
he starts a bloody war
tells us it’s our own safety
that we are fighting for
Again we’re down that same bad road
in the name of God and freedom
it’s just for oil & profit though
no one whose sane believes him
the day will come, I hope it’s soon
he’ll answer for his crime
for causing death, pain and misery
he should be doing time
and when his friends desert him
in that time of his downfall
I hope I’m there to see that day
for he’s the worst PM of all
We are living in a system, which neither cares nor seems to worry
about bombing other Countries in one God awful hurry
They’re gearing us up for war, turning up the heat
“we’ve got to start the fighting, unknown enemy to defeat”
“They’ll bring it over here, if we don’t bomb them over there”
they’ll send us into war, no hesitation without one single care
No matter about the innocent deaths & refugees it creates, poor souls lost at sea
they are just statistics to them, but human beings to you & me
normal lives lost trying to escape war & poverty
they left behind a wasteland of danger and destruction
to seek a better existence away from that shelled out corruption
Politicians pass the blame “keep them there, we’re full up here”
while all the time, to their shame, perpetuating that nightmare
with no thought about helping, instead of just denying
Government spend their time spying, sneaking & prying
Controlling what we see, what we buy, where we are going
every aspect of our lives they seem intent on knowing
Gearing us up for war once more, “come on lets start a war once more”
What’s plan B? no plan B, no plan A either, I can see
A Kakistocracy
An awful group of individuals we have in power,
content with making things worse by the hour
the Establishment spend their time prying, snooping & spying
the Media help them by creating, spinning, smearing and lying
A war is brewing and it’s none of our doing
I never thought I’d live to see the day
that I’d hear the Prime Minister say,
“if you don’t support bombing another Country,
you’re just a terrorist sympathiser to me”
There’s no one to blame for war but the powers that be.
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