There, in the place of privilege and parliament,
she held the flame high. And showed clearly the
darkness that assaults the poor and divided David
Cameron’s almost managing ’til their larders are
emptied of succour and their frightful futures fixed
with a hasty handful of wealth cultivated wishes.
Although this time the poor are paying for the rich,
their fingers in frayed pockets for rich folks’ care,
their homes will go while bloated pockets only pay
for their own pleasures and privileges, homes in
exotic islands, money in expat banks. All are
taking the bread out of the mouths of little babes.
The light will always shine in the darkness and
the truth will always out. Turning the lives of the
wealthy patrons and persons of high living into
and levelling up will become a torrid
affair where polls are lost and a new party born.