The people on our planet are brainwashed, I am looking outside the box...
To work long hours of toil, hardship, the hassle, only to become embroiled with the mindset,
Those that ask, No! Tells the British people! For their tolerance, long hours and commitment!
For what? We may well ask, for reduced pay, visits to the foodbanks now widely spread and we decay...
To only see the scavengers, politicians pick the bones within their lifestyles of self-serving needs, their wants?
Payed for; by the sweat of those paying taxes, upon taxes, of the poor the politicians call sweeteners?
Only to discover it is not for us as a British Nation, or for the services of the British People!
But to keep other countries, or to bribe them, to secure personal gains, portfolios for their, the politician's retirements.
The rich, elite, the media, the politician to ride the gravy train without confessions or concessions...
It doesn't stop there, the corruption is rife, the moral compass adjusted to suit the needs of the corrupt!
The British people despair, to see a few turn our country into a dictatorship for their glorified fayre.
The bacteria of society that will bring our planet and our people to their imminent end?
The lies from those and agencies, to once were seen to be honest, have been turned...
Payed off by those at the top, wielding the power, their propaganda; blatant to consequence and for their actions.
History keeps repeating itself, if that, can it be trusted? Even this we must now question and is also disrupted...
We are a nation, a people lost for the truth...
Do we work to live, or do we live to work?
In this forest of weeds that entangle and starves us of life?
Our mental health, a term used, to fall on deaf ears of those that just thrust with a knife!
And call it therapy at the taxpayers expense, the lip service of bureaucrats at it's best,
Reducing the expenditure fed down or starved from the chain at the top.
For even they need to survive as automaton's...
The brainwashed oblivion of the machine and it's cogs,
A Universal Credit, a legalised transfusion of their people's last drop of blood.
Making life worthless or to everyone's costs...
And the poor, just kept alive, the last breath for their sacrifice for the wealthy,
Politician's minds, ,without any remorse, how do they justify themselves and cause...?
Seeing only today and no children's tomorrow,
Politician's greed is not sustainable, their corruption will only feed them for a day....
With the eradication and breakdown of the people, the sell off of the machines,
Will tender their source of wealth and production,
The wealth of the narrow minded, selfish politician...
The sacrifice and of the human extinction...
To work long hours of toil, hardship, the hassle, only to become embroiled with the mindset,
Those that ask, No! Tells the British people! For their tolerance, long hours and commitment!
For what? We may well ask, for reduced pay, visits to the foodbanks now widely spread and we decay...
To only see the scavengers, politicians pick the bones within their lifestyles of self-serving needs, their wants?
Payed for; by the sweat of those paying taxes, upon taxes, of the poor the politicians call sweeteners?
Only to discover it is not for us as a British Nation, or for the services of the British People!
But to keep other countries, or to bribe them, to secure personal gains, portfolios for their, the politician's retirements.
The rich, elite, the media, the politician to ride the gravy train without confessions or concessions...
It doesn't stop there, the corruption is rife, the moral compass adjusted to suit the needs of the corrupt!
The British people despair, to see a few turn our country into a dictatorship for their glorified fayre.
The bacteria of society that will bring our planet and our people to their imminent end?
The lies from those and agencies, to once were seen to be honest, have been turned...
Payed off by those at the top, wielding the power, their propaganda; blatant to consequence and for their actions.
History keeps repeating itself, if that, can it be trusted? Even this we must now question and is also disrupted...
We are a nation, a people lost for the truth...
Do we work to live, or do we live to work?
In this forest of weeds that entangle and starves us of life?
Our mental health, a term used, to fall on deaf ears of those that just thrust with a knife!
And call it therapy at the taxpayers expense, the lip service of bureaucrats at it's best,
Reducing the expenditure fed down or starved from the chain at the top.
For even they need to survive as automaton's...
The brainwashed oblivion of the machine and it's cogs,
A Universal Credit, a legalised transfusion of their people's last drop of blood.
Making life worthless or to everyone's costs...
And the poor, just kept alive, the last breath for their sacrifice for the wealthy,
Politician's minds, ,without any remorse, how do they justify themselves and cause...?
Seeing only today and no children's tomorrow,
Politician's greed is not sustainable, their corruption will only feed them for a day....
With the eradication and breakdown of the people, the sell off of the machines,
Will tender their source of wealth and production,
The wealth of the narrow minded, selfish politician...
The sacrifice and of the human extinction...
Chapter Seven
Consequences of Political Lies and Paid-off Propagandas
Author: Nigel G Wilcox 20.05.19
...why are they not listening to the British people?
...we are conning a Nation. for our own needs first...
...we are conning a Nation. for
our own needs first...
our own needs first...
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