Surplus Saves!

We will have our surplus,
it will be our deliverance
A newfound saviour for us
no more pesky pestilence
no more fiscal turbulence

now we have a surplus
suffering is superfluous
happiness is for all of us
now we have a surplus

oh how marvellous
I give you this tremendous,
economically correct surplus

let the curtains rise,
on this magnificent surprise
an example of fiscal ingenuity
economics triumphant over humanity

The Treasurer has stumbled in,
to share with us his news
giving us his Cheshire grin
clicking heels of shiny shoes

but first, he must say a prayer:

"Oh great gods of the Market,
receive my gift of a surplus,
and give me the strength to cut,
let us govern well for all of us.

(we know what he really means)

smile on our blue-ribbon tribe
those who aim to please you
give good news to your servants
accept this dogmatic bribe"

and now he turns to the masses
to spin his web of half and whole untruths
he thinks we’re all a bunch of asses
who voted for them in those booths?

"Less is more
I’ve told you before"

"there is no pain without pleasure
these new cuts you must treasure"

"those at the bottom must give to the top
those in the middle must go out and shop
those who don’t work head for the grave
those at the top can ride the new wave"

"you’ve been crippled by the nanny state
don’t blame me for your sorry fate
you’re starvelings who have grown fat on welfare
don’t show me your poverty, see if I care!"

"We must free the rich to save you
to revive prosperity we once knew
the cascade up will trickle down
this is the biggest game in town"

"you don’t need those worker’s rights
don’t be stupid, there’s no need to fight
get out off your bums, you lazy slobs,
go out and accept those crappy jobs!"

"We have no ideology, just economics
of increased wages and market panics
but we’ll be right don’t you worry
just sell your soul in a hurry."

And here come the economists
those unbiased masters of balance
they have more hands than me and you
but they claim that what they say is true
let’s let the Treasurer go on his way
we’ll hear what the priests have to say!

"Deregulate! Deregulate!
Cut! Cut! Cut!
Wages must be kept low,
or the economy will self-destruct!
Get rid of unfair dismissals
taxes are too high,
if you don’t do as we say,
the future will be dismal."

We’ll there you have it,
straight from the robot’s mouths.
Our ideas of justice are unsound,
notions of fairness are going south
compassion must be razed to the ground
the economic juggernaut rolls on and on,
as we are analysed out of existence
against market forces we can’t hold on,
equity is slaughtered as they break our defence.

The victors are so loud, so proud and noisy
you would think there were no others
but somehow they can’t smother all dissent.

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