The Democratic Way

Status: Finished

The Democratic Way

Status: Finished

The Democratic Way

Poem by: steven cooke

Genre: Editorial and Opinion

Houses:

Poem by: steven cooke

Details

Genre: Editorial and Opinion

Houses:

Summary

Democracy is a much abused word.Your vote does count but only by the limited choices available to you. Within these choices an invisible hand lurks.The easy one to recognise is the bankers taking all they desire. leaving us the voter to pick up the tab.

Summary

Democracy is a much abused word.Your vote does count but only by the limited choices available to you. Within these choices an invisible hand lurks.The easy one to recognise is the bankers taking all they desire. leaving us the voter to pick up the tab.

Content

Submitted: April 28, 2012

A A A | A A A

Content

Submitted: April 28, 2012

A A A

A A A


Where the arrow falls

A life is taken

Its flight was always destined to find

The rebel’s heart

The believers who shake this world

Extinguished by the powers of state

.

 

For the rule of law defines society

This history that made all men equal

That teaches our children democracy

.

 

This democracy that America holds dear

And England expects

Has been stolen, hocked to the highest bidder

Reformed homogenised and re distributed

By the invisible hand of a powerful few

.

 

Your choices defined by control

Hidden in the refuse tip of mankind

Austerity and debt

Dumped by Druid bankers mesmerizing us

With chemical whispers that poison our dreams

Democracy has found a new owner

And we are its victim

.

A nation of employees procreating our lives in debt

Government no longer the servant

People in a cage, no escape

For we are the slaves

 Destined to die in unmarked graves

Forgotten by the winds of time

.

 

This illusion that this, is the bed we choose,

But even this is rented

For all property returns to the soil

Waiting for the next solicitors pen

.

 

The money that you earned

Its value now raped

Slowly evaporating in the

Inflation of wet banker’s dreams

.

For your democracy was always a dream

And this nightmare is here to stay

Your heroes have all been seconded

To protect the carcass that these jackals share

.

And the rebels that are left

Will never fire a shot in anger again,

For The slave has nothing to fight for

Because nothing will ever belong to you.

Except for a copy of their democracy

And another bill

 For explaining all this to you.

 

 

 


© Copyright 2016 steven cooke. All rights reserved.

Add Your Comments:

Other Content by steven cooke

Add picture

Paste the link to picture in the entry below:

— or —

Drag a picture from your file manager into this box,
or click to select.

Add video

Paste the link to Youtube video in the following entry:

Existing Comments:
Bad selection

Cannot annotate a non-flat selection. Make sure your selection starts and ends within the same node.

(example of bad selection): This is bold text and this is normal text.
(example of good selection): This is bold text and this is normal text.
Bad selection

An annotation cannot contain another annotation.

Anonymous
Really delete this comment?
Anonymous
Really delete this comment?

There was an error uploading your file.


    
Anonymous