School Poem by Paul Butters

School



Who put the "sub" into "subversion" and "subculture"?
Was it the same people
Who built schools:
Those prisons
Where kids are tortured
And brainwashed
Into being "good" conforming citizens -
Factory fodder
Trained to sit in lines
Labouring at meaningless tasks,
Questioning nothing?

So still we are ruled
By Tory Grandees and Brussels Bureaucrats
Keeping us in our place:
Social Control
Over Job Centre Slaves.

It's the same the whole world over:
The rich wallowing in luxury
While the poor starve to death
Exposed to pitiless winds.

For once words fail me
About our Unfair World.
Children dying everywhere
While fatcats feed in a frenzy.
No wonder people talk of Revolution
And terrorist plots.
Our air is full of carbon
While trees are cut
Down
For seas of palm oil.

We need to reconsider
What we do
In all our ways.
Enough is enough.
It's time to nurture nature
As denizens of Planet Earth.

© PB 23\11\2018.

Friday, November 23, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: nature,political,school
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Paul Butters

Paul Butters

Leeds, West Yorkshire.
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