Trust - A poetic investigation, not hampered by commitee status.
We are here to listen, To every word you say, We will surely
then glisten, What the mood is in this way, So many start to
chatter, And forward on their views, Little knowing it wont
matter, And will never make the news.
We are all for truth, For transparancy not lies, So we can face
our youth, With honesty in our eyes, So many believe the
rhetoric, And persuade themselves its true, Little knowing its a
set up trick, to delude in all they do.
Its your right to protest, And your heritage to march, Where
your complaint will be noticed, And your presence will be large,
But no one hears the voices, And the cameras arent even on, The
illusion is there are choices, When in reality there are none.
so the listeners are all deaf, Just ignoring as before, They
merely invent a virtual threat, And plunge us all into war, No
one heeds a countries needs, No one cares what we all feel,
Refusing to account for misdeeds, Whilst we are forced to kneel.
For there is another way, onward, They would have us all
believe, Much as a glib tongued con would, Seeking purely to
deceive, Lo, taxation will never ever change, And great joy will
fill the land, Though our actions seem a little strange, Its all
going just as planned.
Suddenly its rhetoric thats transparant, And the listeners hear
not quite nothing, The glares now are quite apparant, And the
sound is muted frothing, For the illusion is unravelling, The
promised land just as far away, Their new ale isnt travelling,
And their house is in decay.
Do you believe a word they say, Feel secure they are in place,
They promised us all a different way, Then slapped us in the
face, Seemed to think we would just blink, And take it in our
stride, Forget they tweak a dangerous link, When they tamper
with our pride.
They seem to deem us stupid, Devoid of thought or reason, And
only ever act as cupid, When its an election season, Previously
ministries made mistakes, And cuckolded cogent cries, But none
before these raised the stakes And made an art form out of lies.