The Web Poetry Corner - James Bredin - Dictatorial Conditions
Captured by your thoughts of corrupt politicians,
Taxed up to your eyes in contemptuous conditions,
Repetitive propaganda like a hollow ring,
Caught; trapped in circumstances and can’t change a thing.
The Gomery Inquiry showed just how they control,
They should not even be allowed out on parole,
Pompous proud Liberals proclaiming they’re so swell,
While Canada seems like a country going to hell,
As they shove their system and continue their spree,
While Quebec and Referendum Three we’ll all agree,
So they’ll change nothing as if it’s all in disguise,
Overlook corruption, separation, taxed to the eyes.
And now they scream it wasn’t them; it was the other guys,
The bad part of their party that told all those lies,
Because they themselves are good and they wouldn’t fake,
And they’re going to give us a little tax break.
And we believe them as they herd us like sheep,
As we stick to their status quo and they lull to sleep,
No recall, referendums or term limits please,
No flat tax for Canadians as in winter we freeze.