casualties of euphemism

you no longer get the sack,
instead, you are a casualty of
downsizing

well, let's see
we can downsize quite a bit
some hefty bank accounts
the overflowing parliaments
bulging pockets of perquisites
a great stockpile of armaments
overwhelming Third World deficits

then we can get around to
performing the essential task of
rightsizing

hmmm
lets rightsize an equal amount
unemployment can be cut
large budgets won’t make hospitals shut
people can have houses that fit
they’ll choose to live in huts
single mums won’t be "welfare sluts"

we could restructure our world
restructure from bottom to top

more than shifting the furniture around
we’ll get civilisation off the ground

no one will be getting the sack
the excuses just won’t be found
right thinking will be deemed unsound

new contracts will be written
as euphemisms wear so thin
they will tear like paper
and bullshit won’t be hidden