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That's Poverty



 



Thats Poverty:



When you work for a week



And your hourly pay rate



Is so abysmally low it's



Topped up by the state,



And you run out of money 



With the week only just begun



And you’re classed as a scrounger 



By the intellectuals of The Sun,



And you have to make the choice 



Sometimes to eat or heat



And luxury would be 



A weekly taste of meat.



Clothed courtesy of charity shop



And you try to keep your pride,



Try to hold your head up high



Though you’re crying down inside. 



Welcome to modern Britain



Home of the brave and the free,



The millionaire cheating banker



And those condemned to poverty.



Where members of parliament 



Supposedly rule in your name



While routinely submitting 



Their dodgy expenses claim.



Welcome to modern Britain



Where those poor and in need 



Are castigated and punished 



To subsidise the wealthy’s greed.



Thats Poverty.




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