Unprecedented times, they claim that we're living in,
low mental health has poor folk giving in.
Living in fear, won't go out so we're chilling in,
"If it isn't by smoking, then it's Covid killing him."
Planets collide, all those burnt out stars,
there's black holes forming, Earth's plagued by SARS.
There's homeless folk being turfed out hard,
that furlough wage being paid by card..

Welcome to the future, it's a cashless society,
we'll have no freedom, life lacks its variety.
We're all TV brainwashed, corruption slides by quietly,
we're just state owned numbers from birth to expiry..
It's the Hunger Games, I prefer 'dance for food',
all the masked up shoppers forced to chance a feud.
I see the Tories laughing as they stamp a dude,
sticking size twelve boots in, that'll cramp yer mood..
They think they own us, they sit back, and they laugh at us,
they're making me snap, for a laugh, like a cracker does.
'Suppress and depress,' masks stop breath like an attackers glove,
trapped at home, this bastard phone keeps track like a tracker should..
We're still locked down, Orwellian conquest,
Westminster politics, Dick Dastardly complex.
All that tax payer money, I guess that it's gone west,
but that's another story, guess I'll write that one next..

© Ashley (urb4npo3t)