Flames real and metaphoric fanned
In all directions; our hopes burn
Much goes up in smoke we learn.
Resources, natural or man-made
Are being squandered, I'm afraid
This wastage makes the angels weep
But politicians only bleat ...
Injustice, poverty and greed:
Have all our values gone to seed?
The «I'm alright, Jack» suits top brass
But fails to help the working class -
That's YOU and ME who foot the bill
In terms of altruism – nil
With the «Haves» and Have-nots» wide apart
Business booms but has no heart...
At least no war adds to our joys
But BREXIT is an ugly noise
With two blonde generals centre stage
The scene is set for a new phase!
(c) Poet in the woods 2019
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