by John Young
Scorched broken landscapes, fractured society,
fish that never swam, a once proud waterway , congested with prams.
Boats that don't sail, trees don't grow, birds don't fly bells don't ring.
Profits before people, noses in the trough, oligarchs out of water, elitist toffs.
Scorched broken landscapes, fractured society,
fish that never swam, a once proud waterway , congested with prams.
Boats that don't sail, trees don't grow, birds don't fly bells don't ring.
Profits before people, noses in the trough, oligarchs out of water, elitist toffs.
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