Not for Them

Twisted stories

About past glories

Armies ever younger.

Those in power

Fear and cower

Not for them

The scourge of hunger.

Days go past, they go so fast

They do not last as much, as they once used to.

Fake news and propaganda, economies that wander

Away from young and poor folk, to feed the idle rich.

And when it comes the time to vote,

When politics resembles a leaky boat.

There’s no difference when the parties switch,

Subdued by their promised, short-term, lying pitch.

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