‘Façades’ by Bruno

Our  poem of the month, a moral tale, concludes thus :

‘One last round for Beehive dwellers

that smiling band of brothers,

whose claptrap goes resounding

in one ear – and out the other.

Once they’ve sold our nation’s assets

to elites with wallets large,

those ‘mum & dad’ investors

will crap out – like all façades.’

(For the full poem, go to the Poetry page…Read more)