Future Founded On Lies. - Poem by Rachel Underhill
The beloved architecture, the proudness of we.
The astonishing heights, beauty of complexity.
Superior visage of my Great britain.
Strong historical foundations which deceive the lies that lie there hidden.
Desires and treats, fats cars and sweets.
Sugar coated candy floss, rich indulgance while our childresn teeth rot.
Ancient scriptures they found in Great Britain.
Teachings of good, honest non-fiction...
Public appologies, 'its the wrong prediction'.
A* student discovers, discoveries of science, endless possibilities, dependancy on a household appliance.
Manipulating chart bangers, stolen from a flying flock of soaring singers.
The Land of a conveyer belt system. factory of proud, moral honest Great Britain!
GRADUATION, the end product, the fine mind.
Furure Priminister keeping us on the same old grind.
Truth and deception a very fine line. Full up on lies still filling my life, regurgiate and consume the light.
Hyppocritical judgments, punsihments and all thats judicial.
Four months, theft, years for Arms, a life for a life.
'Ibet they killed a few'.
A few hundred, hundred thousand but what can we do?
Sit on our arse be consumed by consumption and eat their food.
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