Saturday, 10 October 2020

poem 164

The rich have to buy their way into any government 

for they would get nowhere upon a free vote cast 


Wealth here just to give, their psychopathic mp’s 

free reign to kill any legislation to be employed 


Now the sick rich, are clear to build plastic towers

for are community to grovel within, just for greed


Designed to home a human so they can’t grow 

while the insane, see profits are now easy made 


And if you ever complain, well now your owner 

just made any legal ear deaf to your requests


In this hole, a dark grows like mould to consume 

for you been just, precast forever scum and cast


Then in the dead of night, while families slept tight 

this plastic covered money spinner caught alight 


A fire fed plastic might and human flesh that night

while in stately homes the profiteers proudly roam 

 

As hundreds screamed from families in dire need 

toxic smoke, became all inflight given to breathe  


72 murdered, children too, all sacrifice to that greed 

the rich so pleased, to feed on your one and all 


Wealth towers so tall, so justice just bends a knee 

to honour all that greed, in-turn to cast as gold


Upon one knee you cry at your burnt child's grave

screaming, how is the insane ever aloud to reign





https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grenfell_Tower_fire

https://www.theguardian.com/uk-news/2020/oct/07/grenfell-landlord-rejected-input-into-10m-revamp-to-save-30000

No comments:

Post a Comment