My View

By Dylan Clayton

Cranes across the Dodder
Cranes across the Beach
They’re building us a future
That none of us can reach

A working class Community
Once so big and Strong
Rotting from the inside
It’s been the plan all along

feed us with Corruption
Give it to our friend
A quicker way to fight us
To bring us to an end

They all go back on Friday
To their leafy suburb home
Leave us to chew each other
Or write a darkened Poem

If only we could fight them
With face book likes and memes
Then we would destroy them
With our keyboard phones teams

Bleak and Dark and no hope here
The future does not belong
To a working class Community
Once so big and Strong