Signs of the Time We Live In
This sandwich board licence business closely illustrates
what this is really by taking the biscuit
money for signage so much a year
Drawing a unique picture frame from crumbs
in how the slave master operates exploiting powers
then reading about how the capital's council is intending to cut down trees
that are a couple of hundred years old
this to make way for progress building a bus route
They spout green when really their souls are so darned black
rotten devolved politics will soon devour itself internally crooks
corrupted hosts no amount of fiddling or cooking the books hides facts
blindness a lot of people can see through this ugly veil stealing
Where doctored figures never seem to add up
fraud correct me if I am wrong in addressing liars
those destructive bodies that support the me me me culture
backwards peddling is always looking at new ways forward
destroying the nature of truth replacing it with suffering
Copyright © Liam Mcdaid | Year Posted 2019
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