Political Poems

[Quincey]

Inspired by the Poets for Corbyn story, write a political poem

Dave stands at the lecturn telling us about
Tough Choices

Tough Choices for the unemployed, the working class
The lower middle class, the young, pensioners,
the disabled.

Not for the non-doms, think tank heads, members of the House of Lords.
Not for ministers, diplomats, newspaper columnists.

Not for the man from Witney, who stands at the lecturn and tells us
We are all in this together.

When he says We, he means You. You are all in it together
While the elites watch from their clubs, and smile.

[Pit-Pat]

Me?

We

(Not you though)