The World's Rich Invent A Recession '' Poem by Bri Mar

The World's Rich Invent A Recession ''



Where has all the money gone?
All the banks accounts are overdrawn
They’re saying they need to go to the pawn,
World governments have now taken possession.

Yesterday the money was all still there,
Now the banks are saying the cupboards bare,
We’ve all been left in total despair,
We’re now suffering from manic depression.

They’re saying I’m lucky to have a job,
At least I can earn a couple of bob,
It’s always the poor these rich kids rob,
It’s a terrible transgression.

No more pay rises despite inflation,
From tough times there’ll be no cessation,
Those who suffer from poverty and starvation,
Can always look for another profession.

Meanwhile the rich are unaffected,
For hard times they have not been selected,
Politicians say cynicism has been detected,
Soon you will see our aggression.

Austerity cuts will kick in for sure,
They affect only the working class and the poor,
For the sick and disabled they have found a cure,
It’s called an A.T.O.S session.

If you’ve lived in your home for many years,
Our bedroom tax will bring you to tears,
We’re about to confirm your worst fears,
Pay or go with no concession.

Has the money been flushed down a toilet pan?
Or taken away in a robbers van,
Could it all be just a cynical plan?
They claim that’s just our impression.

When the working classes step out of line,
The rich have you believe that all will be fine,
Then the way we are living they redefine,
It’s otherwise known as oppression.

This massive con has been engineered,
The world’s riches have not disappeared,
It’s in the pockets of those we’ve allegedly smeared,
Putting us down has became an obsession.

Politicians still have their silver spoon,
The rich and the famous are totally immune,
While we won’t recover anytime soon,
They’ve no worries about repossession.

Watching us squirm is what they enjoy,
Our hopes of equality they just love to destroy
Stagnation in the economy to them is a toy,
To ensure we suffer regression.

If truth be told this whole things a fake,
While we still give those con merchants take,
So rather than admit they’ve made a mistake,

‘’ The World’s Rich Invent A Recession ‘’

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