peasant lives

Posted under Life by Paul Summerscales

Do we live within a land that doesnt ,

have we seen our dreams,

through eyes that couldnt,

have we thrown our beans ,

to a garden so rich that they could grow ,

but wouldnt,

could you hit your target with one bow ,

no arrow ,

across the continent,

do you see success on show ,

at its height so it glows ,

a life you might never know ,

but always covet,

the risks of life ,

a sharpened knife ,

the odds are rife ,

in every cupboard ,

bad luck in the betting book ,

you know not to push it ,

but someone else ,

maybe yourself,

will shove it .

The winning cat will lick his cream ,

elegant imperial ,

silk fur material ,

in the painted pictorial ,

free from politician bull,

harpsichord hills are full ,

sanity wonderful ,

you cant annul ,

the dream of life so powerful.

Thrones and gowns ,

are we the clowns ,

who scrounge around ,

regalities uptown ,

as they frown,

their laughing at your down ,

they hold all the pennies in all of the pounds ,

that you make ,

the hand of vat,

like the cream and cat ,

its sure to take ,

the classes in top hats that eat your cake,

then laugh on beaches as they bake,

old war veterans freeze and shake,

factory fingers get stripped ,

as the scales are tipped,

we always get ripped ,theres an obvious mistake,

for christs sake,

we know this lifes a political ,

cash for questions ,

expenses scam ,

double mortgage fake.

 

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