The First of April

The world is holding its breath todayAs if the aliens, at last, had landed:For the rich have decidedEnough is enough and shared their lootWith the poor and despised –Bojo’s front bench has called it a dayAnd gone to teach in a school for the deaf,So the bullshit they peddle to gather their doshWill stink in the sun and rot in the grass.Mr. Trump will awake and stare in the glass,Tear off his clothes and see they are lendings,Search for a heath and cry to the stars:‘I see now a dog’s obeyed once in office.’The people will see there are those who are wiseAnd before it’s too late turn from the stupid,The crass and the cunning, the smoothAnd the gamblers - the evil who think thatThe world is their prize.

A dream for a dreamer lost in a nightmare:A world where the truth is smothered by lies.