Rana Bose © Aug 2011
It start out as 11/9
“Bring the wall down”
“De-regulate” he say,
“Cut the fed to size”
“Fire the Unions”
Blow the Jobs away.
Reagan, the actor,
Has his way.
Catch the fire, now,
Fix the fuckin’ left
Once and forever
“Open the Border,
cut de taxes”
Let’s have “free trade!”
Lets bleed the rest.
Them open the border
Them dice the globe
And lo and behold
They fail, they sink
‘Cos the Ol’ Company
No follow,
No rule so great.
They maximize the margin
They curtail the hard workin’
No matter what
they ship the jobs away.
Then, they lose the game
They lose the fray
So they weep and they fret
To devalue the yen
Cos they can’t pay, mes amis
They Can’t pay.
So the deficit go up
A fool man’s game
Its a social deficit, silly,
That matters mostly
But war can save the day.
War is war,
Everything be fair,
So they get hit big time
The Towers come down
And footsie with Jihadi
Is over with a frown
Now they need the war
the many wars
No Soldier on the ground
(Lesson from Vietnam)
So they use the Hellfire
The predator,
And the MOAB
The mother of all Bombs
A Million dead
No war crime for sure!
The coalition they say,
Of the willing and the brave
But they lose the surplus
They get the debt
Now they play the stock
They play the subprime
And go belly up, dead.
And still they blame
Its US and Them
And they reinvent,
They debate
They check JM Keynes
They check with KM in
Highgate
How the market esta free!
And the vida esta loca!
They blame the poor
They blame the middle class
They blame everyone
They blame the call centre
But not the upper class
Now the dollar take a dive
The empire set the sun
Soon, not yet
Riots everywhere.
In Spain, in ancient Greece
And in jolly inglan
The people run amuck
They burn, they loot
Like Luddites rule
The epilogue
Is what it is.
Neo-liberal is it
They nevah thought
That the native could play
The bourgie game
Checkmate the empire
In their own game
So they scowl mighty hard
Multiculti is a big fail
They say,
Senator in Arizona
Massacre in Utoya
But, still they say,
Him loner
Psycho, juste l’etranger
Not the rule
Just the exception.
No pension, no savings
No credit, no bail
the Economist
cry “lord, what go wrong?’
Why we fail?”
The dollar fail
The nations prevail
They trade and exchange
In dinar, peso, rupee,
Rouble and yen.
Riots in Detroit
In Brooklyn, in LA
Lyon on fire
London like Ghostown
Like the Specials say,
The sea from the North
Come sweeping down
The melting polar
Make a beachhead
Right Downtown.
The Music fail,
The concerto is frail
The painting is falling
The Museum is closing
The pillars of the varsity
Are retreating and cracking.
School and colleges
Not for poor,
Libraries on the wane.
China offers the green card
To grads from Iowa
Mumbai offers jobs
in tea Garden,
For Glasgow engineer
But this solve no problem,
no balm.
The working poor,
Don’t take no beating,
No more,
They come from the ruelle
They take to the rue
They Block the highway
They block the state
In Iran, in Israel, In
Algiers, in Cairo, in Delhi
In DC,
They block the square,
They lock the police
This Reagan actor they say
Gotto go!
The papers, the media,
They debate,
Lack of Role Model
They say,
Entitlement
And moral decay!
They don’t get,
The malaise is deep
The system is sick
Oil and grease
Will not lubricate
Is too late
This Reagan actor
Gotto go, they say.
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