George Osborne’s Existential Budget Lies

George Osborne’s Existential Budget Lies

Statistics can be regulated

Facts corruptly bended

Your shortfall is here for the long haul

A democracy jaded

Silence those

Who speak up the most

Reroute marches fighting against your cause

A free speech castrated

What do the government want

With a public that has balls?

This boom lacks an explosion

Muffled out by spin

Employment hasn’t risen

The situation remains grim

Flat lining is still declining

We’re on the outside of society

Looking in

Make the rich richer

Let them feast on metaphorical pheasants

Take from those

That need it the most

We are your literal peasants

Your basic rate

Calculates the wrong equation

You speculate

Charge above our means for an education

You are playing with our futures

Zero contract hours

Zero hope required

Employment figures massaged with hands that tighten

We still feel the squeeze

Vote winning policies for middle England

But I’m still here

What about me?

You’re only duty is to stamp over us

Belts well and truly tightened

Bedroom tax?

Cut us some slack

Next they’ll tax us to pee

You cut benefits for the disabled

To further constrain their mobility

Our grey and unpleasant land

Might yet one day

See the green shoots of recovery

Because if we don’t have hope

Then we may as well vote Tory.