Class War

Do you think you’re safe
From the welfare war
Cloistered within your indignance wet dream
Cheering the toy soldiers
Strip searching the poor
Looking for the last of their self-esteem
Do you sneer at the scroungers
Parasites on society
Are you revelling in the depth of their fall
Cheering the toy soldiers
Their moneyed piety
Bringing the proud-upright down to a crawl
Pray fate doesn’t soon turn
To tearing you down
To a place at the new faux-welfare table
There’s no safety there now
That bird has flown
Welcome to your own scrounger label