Where did we think we’d be now?
When long ago in our youth
We made all those decisions
They now blur and become ghosts
Haunting a fast receding distant past

We live now with the choices made
By us, by those who ruled us
But we are allowed; to wonder
What were we, (them) thinking?
As we gaze now around at this land

All we ever asked for was fairness
But received only increments of intrigue
A circus of petty media distractions
That slowly drives society to ignorance
Woven in a nightmare of fractious rules

Bound up in crippling taxes on the willing
Each of us hoping never to see the ending
Of the land made unworkable, untenable
A green and pleasant land greening in envy
Welcome to the countdown to another election