Here’s a poem by my dad about the “evil of our time” following on from his superb lyric, Slaves – To the Capital Man:
The New Front Line
The super-rich in their ivory corporate towers
Control all our lives
And those lives are ours
With the power to de-stabilise
Governments and currencies
To make or break
Companies
Communities
They dictate our state of health
And wealth
Our very lives
To our dependent body
They are the new placenta
With a whim, a hunch
An idea over business lunch
A few key stokes and enter
Greed!
Greed!
Greed!
This is the evil of our time
The new front line
Be they bankers
Corporate giants
Or simply mega-rich investors
They undermine all our plans and expectations
With their subliminal interference
In the workings of our nations
For our governments rule in fear
Of both them and the voters’ will
Impotent hypocrisy
Masquerading as democracy
But for now just a few
Intent on common sense
Demonstrate and sleep in tents
But the revolution has begun
And in the minds of the people
It will be won!
As with civil rights and women’s rights
And all the wrongs of history
Evil loses its potency when it loses its mystery
Exposed is deposed
When freedom becomes an idea
So when “enough is enough”
Becomes our battle cry
And echoes through the internet and media
We will demonstrate
Then legislate
We won’t vote for politicians who will not take a stand
We won’t buy any products from any greedy corporate hands
As in any war
Short-term pain
For long-term gain
This is the evil of our time
The new front line
(Charles Maiden - 1 July 2012)
Click here to read ‘Slaves – To the Capital Man’
