Centre
Controlled by central government,
England's green and pleasant land no more,
No control for local communities,
Trodden down by politicians who know nothing,
Rural needs ignored by Westminster,
Europe's Governments failing the people.
By Christopher Tye
To me its like the concret creeping lava spilling slowly to take over the green patches that are left...I don't think they'll be happy until there is no green space left. Annette
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The more I get acquainted with people from around the world, the more I realize that government he elite and establishment are the same everywhere