December 16, 2020Missive

Trust in me

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Trust in me

Forget inequality

A lack of electricity

Clean water

A proportional tax system

Which works for all

Rather than

The power imbalance

Which is weighed heavily

In my favour

Applaud my ingenuity

How easily I sway your mind

To my way of thinking

To accept the words I say

As coming straight from the heart

When I care not

To lie in your bed

Never would I suffer in your stead

But I am of the people

With but one small yacht

As likely as not

I will miss Henley this year

To show solidarity

To the working classes

The unwashed masses

Who pay for my chamfers

Sipped from fine crystal glasses

With their hard graft

Whilst I slip mine

Into the back pocket

Of my tennis shorts

I try to keep up

With all of the professional sports

But I am a gentleman

Not a player

With more in common

To a purveyor

Of religious dogma

Who asks you to suffer now

For the promise

You can play later,

Than a truthsayer.