Little Mistakes

We call them out for lying

Falsifying facts

Operating fraudulently

They blame it

On a slight miscommunication

Some possible misinformation

An error of judgement

A minor oversight


And each one

To them may be irrelevant

But they soon add up

Until we’re trillions of pounds in debt

Too hungry to work

Too poor to eat

And thousands lie dead

Because they couldn’t afford to heat their homes


We’re paying the price

For their mistakes

While they live in the homes

We stump up the cash for

They dine on lobster

Fine wine and caviar

At our expense

While children go hungry

Because the money has apparently run out


And they wonder why we all fucking hate them?


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