I saw you again today
Spouting some shit or other on the news
Hanging society’s ills on everyone but those to blame
From Europe, to Muslims, Arabs and Jews
Spreading your fear
To anyone unwilling to challenge the bullshit you use
Those who seek someone to divert their shame
But never question your unsustainable reactionary views
I saw you again today
I still don’t get why you’re given the airtime to abuse
It’s almost like you’re being played like a piece in a game
And it doesn’t really matter which fascist stands there in your shoes
Telling us who to hate
I can’t be the only one who’s seeing through your ruse
The whole façade crumbling, but the vitriol still the same
Turning communities from vibrant to recluse
I saw you again today
Using your lies to attack and accuse
Fanning the embers you helped to inflame
Goading the angry as violence brews
Pointing your accusing finger
Causing us to feel like the whole country has the blues
All just to make people know your name
The narcissist inside you guarantees we’re born to lose
Billy 5/3/17

The politics of anger


You were angry when you couldn’t get your way
Fuming when antagonists had their say
Livid when the promises went astray
And even though you won? You’re somehow angrier today

Accomplice to the start of truth’s demise
Convinced that this would lead to bluer skies
Deaf to people’s fears and victim’s cries
And still you won’t accept, the whole campaign was built on lies

Consequence dismissed as “project fear”
With those consequences creeping ever near
Immune to the truth about those beacons you revere
Who are selling out your rights to the things you hold most dear

I get that politics can be intense
And that all you get is splinters if you sit upon the fence
But comes a time you must accept the sense
And stop divisive headlines from dictating your offence

I never would insult you, or call you for a fool
But I will tell you now that I think that it’s uncool
To fall for a doctrine so obviously cruel
And by spreading that division, be complicit as it’s tool

I don’t need to judge you, or tell you who to be
I’m happy in the knowledge that my own will is still free
I’m fine with you seeing things differently to me
Because although we’re different branches, we still branch from the same tree

Billy 22/01/2016

Your “Mail” is showing


Who still buys a paper?
Who thinks we’re going in the right misdirection?
And then tries to justify it with “I don’t really read it”
“I only get it for the telly and sport section?”
Yet you still attune to their stance
Without ever seeing the connection
Or feeling yourself led by the nose
To every kneejerk, over-reaction
Dragged in by headlines
A daily dose of bias confirmation
Programming a once open mind
Setting what was once YOUR inclination
Subverting core values
To control your imagination
Setting the patterns
For your every consternation
A breakfast of opinion
Selective in reflection
Breeding diseased thoughts
A self-administered infection
Billy 31/12/16

Consumable Society


At least the illusion is real
This concept that life’s comforts are a deal.
And that we’re not just stumbling
From meal to processed meal

While corporations feed on souls
Trade-offs to achieve financial goals
With society closing it’s borders
To those who don’t know their given roles

Where there used to be hope
Now we just find a society that cannot cope
As division stalks the streets
And decency hangs by a hand-knotted rope
We always had the Western lie
That somewhere else
Others have things worse than you and I
And we can make things better if we only try
Our shared fear has a changing face
No longer nation against nation, or race against race
Insatiable greed is the enemy now
So don’t be in the way, when there’s profit to chase
Consumable Society, a World that’s built on sticks
Fed on lies and distracted by cheap tricks
One where it’s thought better
To just throw away and buy afresh, rather than fix
News is a weapon, a dancing clown
Wielded by the wearer of the corporate crown
Greed won the Cold War it seems
And Freedom died the day the wall came down.
Billy 1/12/16

A YEAR IN THE LIFE OF THE DONALD ===============================

I’ve got it sussed
I’m gonna make a mint
Been paying attention this year
And I know now what to do
I’m gonna run for office
Become the guy in charge
And it really doesn’t matter
If I haven’t got a clue
I’m gonna stand on stage
And mock disabled folks
Then lie and lie and lie
Until I’m orange in the face
I’m going to blame the poorest
And the weakest in our midst
Discredit any critics
With the “facts” I’ve put in place
I’ll pander to the bigots
The racists and the fools
Dazzle them with bullshit
And the childlike way I act
I’ll stir up such bad feeling
And muddy every view
Trample on diplomacy
And ride straight over tact
A form of anti-politics
Designed to break the mould
Spurting out my soundbites
With jingoistic flair
Stirring up the ugly
What we thought we’d left behind
Falsely patriotic
Just as plastic as my hair
I’ve killed more of my businesses
Than I’m happy to admit
I will not show my tax returns
Or show you what I own
Have admitted impropriety
And there may be more to come
And you lot will still vote for me
No matter what you’re shown
The World out there is watching
To see what happens next
With bated breath they wait
To see what’s taking root
And all the while America
Stands proud with head held high
Somehow happy that they voted
For a Wotsit in a suit  

Billy 9/11/16

The politics of misdirection


We’re plagued by doubts
Beset by questions
But pay no more than lip service
To well meaning suggestions
It kinda just proves
That we seek not information
More just an ego wank
Of bias confirmation
It doesn’t help that media
Tells us what we need
Bends us to their will
With poison in their feed
It doesn’t help that prudence
Cannot reach a mind that’s closed
One that never questions
Will not see a lie opposed
I fear for where we’re heading
When those leading, just wont see
A future more substantial
Than “what will be, will be”
Billy 22/5/16

Society’s Dead



I read a bit, I watch the news
I see their points, I get their views
I know agenda sets the clues
And people hold opinions they didn’t choose

I read between official lines
I see where deception’s guide-light shines
I know the facts were never mine
And watch how truth and lies entwine

I read the warnings at the gate
I see their cause, incite to hate
I know that hope will come too late
And nothing is ever left to fate

I read the print, I shed a tear
I see their hate, and feel their fear
I know the path is never clear
And know it’s pain they want to hear

I read the signs, I watch what’s said
I see the storm, that’s up ahead
I know how easily sheep are led
And fear the worst, society’s dead

Billy 15/12/15