Like a cat I slumber, blissfully unencumbered,\rThrough eighty per cent of my allotted span,\rOccasionally awoken, when dissent is spoken,\rAnd I invent another cunning five year plan,\rLately it was pensions, that were being mentioned,\rSo I borrowed from the French and Robespierre,\rScrap all that went before, saved by tooth and claw,\rAnd let my all equal Citizens appear,\rCurrently it is time, for me to be in my prime,\rFor there is another election looming,\rI have to appear sincere, for part of this coming year,\rAnd assure everyone that everything is booming,\rNever mind strict quotas, Ive imported multitudes of voters,\rAnd told them which party let them stay,\rThough Ive rigged the postal vote, and defamed everyone of note,\rYou never know what might happen on the day.

So to be on the safe side, I swallow all my pride,\rAnd allow my people to hear my hallowed voice,\rAnd roll out the charade, put on the facade,\rAnd even make believe they have a choice,\rNext time around the crown, will be trampled underground,\rHouse of Lords and Lord Chancellor history,\rWith the other Chancellor gone, I alone will soldier on,\rYes, then there will only ever be me,\rIll hold elections for you, as all dictators do,\rAnd fill positions with those that grease my palm,\rAs for civil unrest, there is always house arrest,\rOr secret imprisonment for those that mean me harm.

So from national nursery, via educational history,\rYou can in time join the New Labour Youth,\rBe taught gay is fun, and the state is number one,\rAnd any other opinion is untruth.

Ask the media if unsure, or philosophically impure,\rBrainwashing British Citizens is their forte,\rThey will surely put you right, or visit you at night,\rEither way they will stop you being naughty.

Meekly follow all the rules, laid down in our schools,\rWhere state is all and learning is suppressed,\rAnd you can safely be ignored, not seen as being flawed,\rJust be another number like the rest.

Better far to be, a part of mediocrity,\rWithin your state and the seeds they have sown,\rThan to disappear, or to live in constant fear,\rFor having a mind and will all of your own.

How is it that we, lost the option to be free,\rHow did we give away our right to choice,\rHow did we believe, whilst being deceived,\rWhen did we decide to lose our voice.

How did we select the politically correct,\rWhy are we victims of unpunished crime,\rWere we such fools as not to see the tools,\rOr did we think they would go away in time.

The tap is darkly dripping, droplets that are gripping,\rOur throats today our minds in time to come,\rWe must turn the tide, and reaffirm our pride,\rWe must prove we are not deaf and dumb.

It is no good wailing, chained up to your railing,\rThat you want the vote back like before,\rFor no one hears your plea, they are deaf to you and me,\rNo on cares about us any more.

This is about manipulation, of us and of our nation,\rThis is about illusions triumph over actual reason,\rThis is about lies, and the power to mesermerise,\rThis is about a slowly creeping treason,\rThis is about the eviscery, of the neutral BBC,\rThis is about what poison will soon take its place,\rThis is about five year plans, and Citizens of Euroland,\rThis is about civil service, with a very red face,\rThis is about soaps and plays, which in very subtle ways,\rTry to put into our minds new sets of plausible truths,\rThis is about newspaper demise, in the guise of purveying lies,\rWhilst the state preaches Pravda through schools to our youth,\rThis is about vision and sound, and any means that is allowed,\rTrying to persuade you against your own common sense,\rThis is about duplicity, making seem true what cannot be,\rAnd hoping you will at very least sit on the fence.

This is about unelected expertise, being paid huge taxpayer fees,\rAlaister Campbells school of used car salesmen integrity,\rThis about usage of such curs, and their lies, and their slurs,\rTo pull the wool over the eyes of you and me.

Maybe feeble opposition is fuelling this submission,\rBut this is not about parties or their competence,\rThis is simply a war, not about who to vote for,\rBut who to definitely vote against.

Malcolm Pugh was a civil engineer then a systems programmer - slightly deranged retired now.