Phil Roberts


I am 64 and loves cats, rock music, and horror fiction and poetry

”Enslave the poor and outlaw unions!”
That was Little Johnny’s battle cry,
”Utopia is just beyond our sight
”So democracy must surely die!”

”The poor were born to suffer
”And they’ve forgotten how to fight,
”Eureka Stockade has been torn down
”So they’re stranded in their plight.”

”If we help our billionaire mates
”To get richer by evading taxation,
”And pauperise the unemployed
”Then we may yet fix the nation!”

”For poverty is a state of mind
”And our mates do not mind at all,
”’Cause when it comes to paying debts
”They will never get the call.”

”We’ve got to help our mates out
”That’s why they put us into power,
”Democracy is fine in theory
”But it couldn’t last an hour.”

”Not when our blessed boss-mates
”Tell us, we have to tax the poor,
"Taking away the most basic right
}We'll bleed the bastards raw."

© Copyright 2021, Philip Roberts
Melbourne, Victoria, Australia