'' Treat Us As Scum '' Poem by Bri Mar

We know they are lying,
There's no point in crying,
In the end regardless they win,
With the laws they make they're not complying,
But remember we vote them in.

Telling us what to do,
Yes, I mean me and you,
Means they think we don't have a say,
They hate our power yes it's true,
Yet we let them get their own way.

They rob us blind,
But we don't mind,
It's as if we don't have a care,
Illegal wars leave us undermined,
Humility among them is rare.

If you're differently abled,
A new rule is tabled,
They claim You're a liar and a cheat,
A piece of dirt is what you are labelled,
They force you to admit defeat.

Billions lie unclaimed,
Some refuse to be shamed,
Though entitled their illnesses they hide,
They feel as if they are being framed,
For others it's all down to pride.

They know nothing of life,
Their ignorance is rife,
The facts the working guy smothers,
Let's man up and give these liars strife,
They are rich kids who live off of others.

What's all the fuss?
Yes, those others are us,
We sit back while our country's in tatters,
Through their lies you could drive a bus,
They see us as the, nothing matters.

You will learn and how,
If you don't wake up now,
They look upon workers as dumb,
We the majority are their cash cow,
Yet we allow them to,

‘' TREAT US LIKE SCUM ‘'