Is This When It Gets Better?.
They say it gets worse
Before it can improve.
But it's got so much harder
I'm finding hard to prove
This theory in a nation
That's lost its drive to love
Hope has taken flight
Like a eager turtle dove
They drive the mental breakdowns
They tell us we are feckless
To give up work in despair
They say that we are reckless
Yet people they are dying
More so at their own hands
As no one's their to help them
As no one understands.
The rivers flow with sewage
When they were full of fish
The paths all lose their width
As nature spreads its fingers
And stretches through each slish.
They starve the council's coffers
Then blame them for their cuts
A clinical gaslight tactic
Explained with ifs and buts
They leave our veterans in the streets
Then blame asylum seekers
They know the money is all there
These slime still seek to cheat us.
They blame the poor guy with a phone
That gets him help and safe warm refuge
They blame your neighbours with a telly
Who shelter from the deluge
Of debt and hard demands for cash
That batter their souls completely
While ultra rich just get much richer.
And hide their taxes neatly.
I think it's time we had a change
I hope its for our betterment
I hope for the mending of our land
Our people and our temperament
I can but hope we learn to love
To care for humans fleeing
I can but hope for a kinder nation
To itself to its people, human beings.
