They strip from the poor like petals off of a flower
'Tis not about compassion 'tis all about power
The ambiguity in their words to suspicion gives rise
One thing they are good at that is telling lies
The poor getting poorer they pretend to care
But of how the poor have to live how would they be aware
They only need them for their votes on Election Day
Mere words as we know are so easy to say
So many more homeless than at this time last year
And so many living rough on the dark streets of fear
Due to circumstance of birth their young lives in a mess
They cannot get a job without a Postal Address
The numbers of the poor only do multiply
And the Government a fair go to them does deny.
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