Poem -

Broken Britain

Posting your life up on social media
Your private affairs in an encyclopedia
That's open for anyone else to read
Then dig in the knife and watch you bleed
Big brother is watching and he can see
Every conversation between you and me The big corporations can pick and choose
The filters applied when you watch the news
Even if we believe it we rarely moan
Cos we're too busy glued to a mobile phone
Our brains are numb, our lives are cheap
We are turning into a flock of sheep
Who follow the trends and fashions set
By celebrities we have never met
Our lives are now consumed by greed
We're buying shit that we don't need
We work all the hours under the sun
To afford the things we perceive as fun
But when the time comes we feel tired and ill
So we end up with alcohol and some little pill
Prescribed by the doc to stop you over thinking
About this world which is corrupt and stinking
And the cycle goes on and the kids follow suit
This Country is fucked from the tip to the root
 

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Syd

"We are turning into a flock of sheep
Who follow the trends and fashions set
By celebrities we have never met
Our lives are now consumed by greed
We're buying shit that we don't need" - Exactly right Dave. Good poem - Syd 

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