The Winds Of Change

The Winds Of Change.



The winds of change are blowing across the world,
Threshing the last of the lingering summer leaves,
Which fall from the trees as profits after tax,
Skittering and scattering in panicked mobs,
Past the For Sale signs on all the empty houses,
Fleeing in flocks along the streets and roads,
Like investors in a market, in the middle of a crash.


The rotting fruit will fall from the branches,
When the roots are sick and the tree is rocked,
A trough for for pigs to fill their guts,
A corpse for crows to fill their crops,
Whilst workers in the country go hungry,
The Judas GOAT of the government and State,
The Socialists and the Capitalists,
All fill their pockets, laugh and mock.









Note - The Judas GOAT is an ancronym for ' Government Of All Talents'.