A Mad World Poem by Frederick Nellist

Wisdom is rare it doesn't always prevail
Who is there then to show us the way
Say a prayer, perhaps send an e-mail
A sad lack of response unless you pay
We're told there's going to be peace
A reason to tell all these things for
Nothing's for nothing must sign a lease
A month later we are fighting a war
Politicians promise we will have a job
Work for all so dispense all your fears
Hope they are right, could use a few bob
Same old story, I'm still drying tears
All their statements are just a token
Something wants doing, do it yourself
Promises they say are made to be broken
All is forgotten and put on the shelf
This world of ours makes no sense at all
Whatever happened to thank you or please
Preceding our pride we expect a fall
Can anyone out there put me at ease.