Only those who are in a draught
Get up to close the door
Those who do not feel it
Why should they cross the floor?
Why are we ruled by wealthy men?
Millions in the bank
Politics protects their interests
Better than any tank
The rich man in the parable
Surrounded by his wealth
Hadn’t the first clue about Lazarus
Much less about his health
Save me from being rich or poor
The pleading of the psalm
One will make me arrogant
The other cause alarm
The wealthy go to parties
The poor march along the street
Cavalry will sort them out
Blood when forces meet
I’m okay a pensioner
Bed and board all found
Bu the poor are with you always
Better listen to that sound
Brian Fahy
24 March 2022
Erris Poetry 