Something broke,
That we didn't expect.
People look at people differently,
We can't go on, so imperfectly,
Something to be gained here,
If we just speak out,
In order to be heard,
And, now we're being heard.
Since they started to listen,
We've thought of more that bothers us.
And now, we've much more,
we've always, wanted to say.
Now we're getting,
Our own way,
It's time to take
A different way:
The one, where we're on top.
Is this Romania, or South Africa?
Is #Gove our time's Mandela?
He's such a chirpy fella,
Who swears to believe,
Beyond all of his sleaze.
Games they play,
To keep them in play,
So 77 thousand pounds,
Is the tax he rightly pays,
To keep our lives going,
In the same, old way.
We work, & pay for him,
The police & whoever says,
They care for us.
I strongly care for all of you.
It's your care, for me,
that makes me truly,
Overjoyed, just to be British.
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