‘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)