They tick and they tock
They cackle and hoot
Pat themselves on the back
And feather their nests
And outside -
People die
They squawk and they bleet
They bicker whilst talk's cheap
And say to themselves
How clever am I?
Yet outside -
People die
They protect their own
So pleased with themselves
Slash the national health
Accumulate more wealth
But outside -
People die
They think they're the best
Smarter than all the rest
Make life hard for individuals
Imply that we're all criminals
As outside -
People die
They make brutal cuts
And tax us all by stealth
So pleased with themselves
Never stopping to ask why
Right outside -
People die
They're not interested
Their interest's in selfish interests
Yet they're interested in interest
If it affects their interests
And outside -
People die
Time ticks and time tocks
They still cackle and still hoot
Keep on patting themselves on the back
They're so much better than the rest
Whilst outside -
People still die
MAWH, March 2017
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