'' Sometimes The Truth Can Be So Unkind '' Poem by Bri Mar

Recessions are caused by the greedy few,
Lining their own pockets,
The worlds markets they subdue,
When finished they are off like rockets.

Hardship to them is not sleeping enough,
Or losing the keys for their car,
They wouldn’t know the meaning of tough,
Conscience to them means Bizarre.

Reward for failure is their way of life,
While we all pay the price,
They never suffer any strife,
Greed is one powerful device.

While we all sit back like wimps,
They’re living life to the full,
Spending our cash like well heeled pimps,
Talking a shed load of bull.

When in trouble we bail them out,
They think that’s their God given right,
That’s because we don’t even shout,
We refuse to put up a fight.

That’s why they do it all the time,
It’s the reason they’re millionaires,
Though robbery is a serious crime,
They just say, who cares.

We the majority have the power,
To get rid of them once and for all,
To evict them from their ivory tower,
But from doing it we always stall.

They’ve been robbing us blind for many years,
Thousands I’m afraid is a fact,
We’re always the ones left shedding the tears,
For their every criminal act.

Unless we the majority change their ways,
They’ll continue robbing us blind,
It’s ourselves we need to reappraise,

‘’ Sometimes The Truth Can Be So Unkind ‘’