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Modern Beatitudes

The Life we now live seems but a deceitful drain Rules abound that keep us all in chains When will our saviour show us We are in his favour Blessed are the rich for they can afford the price rises Essentials are so far out of reach for us already on our knees We constantly pray For what we gravely need Blessed are the police for they can do as they please They trample us in their lustful hate of society Despite claiming to be our big brother Blessed are the artful for they will dodge anything And pay an unfair share of taxes By buying government policy Blessed are the bankers for they have ruined the day Lending to us who could not control our spending But now have to face reality Blessed are the politicians for they always know what not to say And lie at election time so convincingly That we foolishly believe their comedy Blessed are the immigrants For they at first appear foolhardy Working long hours for less money Till they realise they have rights like everybody Blessed are the celebrities For they have distracted us well From the day to day hell in which we dwell Blessed are the peaceful for they are useful after a riot And can calm some but only for a short while Till the government causes a decline in the economy Blessed are the rioters for they know the value of greed And covet an unpaid for flat screen TV That was too overpriced if bought legitimately Blessed are the gangs for they rule the streets And act like feral cats Till they end up six feet under Blessed are the silly for they believe the news And have a forgetful countenance And will always blame somebody Blessed are the over-spender Who keep the internet in boom Even though it’s unaffordable credit card spending That will cause future misery Blessed are the middle classes for they take all the school places And the jobs and all the cream And anything they can carry Blessed are the reporters For they know how to fan the flames of discontent With their distilled forgetful hate That shows gross prejudices Blessed are the simple folks who the world passes by so quickly And who seem so unfairly happy Long may they remain cloaked in insanity And finally blessed are the people for they will rise up eventually Another day When despair can’t be held at bay

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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