Said the master to his servants
'You must feed her with a silver spoon
And she will sing at my command
And sang she did,
a lonely nightingale
in a golden cage
Who is master, who is slave
Is it the master, the servants or the nightingale ?
A starving lioness kills and feeds her
weakest cub to her other cubs
Is it the lioness, the cubs, or nature
Who is master, who is slave ?
She laces the babies milk with vodka
A docile baby makes begging easier
Is it the mother, baby, or the traffickers
Who is master, who is slave ?
340 times she applies, gets no replies
Can she sink any lower, when there's
fewer jobs than people
Is it the woman, or economy
Who is master, who is slave ?
The old man's stays cold in December
His arrears, a mountain too high to climb
Is it the man, the utilities or free trade
Who is the master, who is the slave ?
His allies are cooperation's and banks
Not the voters who put him there without thanks
Is it the m.p., the banks, or the voters
Who is master, who is the slave ?
Taxation serves the rich at the expense of the poor
Polarities widening more and more
Santa cannot feed his reindeer
Eats at the foodbank
Buys gifts at Poundland
As we rape our planet of its finite resources
Are we now the slaves of our own master plan ?
©Bryn Hyfrd
Charities condemn Ian Duncan Smith for Foodbank Snub
