Austerity

Austerity’s a cruel wolf pack that only threatens at the back.
At the front of the herd, where the view is clear,
And the rich get richer year on year,
They neither know, nor do they care.
They scarce believe the wolves are there.

At the back of the herd, where the trampled grass is
We clearly see our leaders’ arses.
It’s at the back we feel the bite
That rips the carer’s brief respite,
Cuts support from the struggling child.
Libraries close. Gangs run wild.
And still it might all be alright if we can, somehow, do what’s right.

Austerity’s a cruel wolf pack that picks on those who can’t fight back
You can’t make wolves just go away by hoping things will be OK.
It’s time for good folks to unite
Pull together
Do what’s right.
Up at the front, fat-bottomed mooses
Must get up off their soft kabooses.

Hard work’s required to set wrong things right.
You can’t save the world by playing Fortnite.

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