If we hate to pay taxes, then we hate
To give to others or share worldly wealth
With the less comfortable, less fortunate,
Preferring just to keep it for ourself.
Perhaps we should leave poor kids on the shelf
To sit in brutish ignorance or roam
In packs, a danger to the national health,
The unwashed streets their chosen lawless home.
If your house catches fire, find your own foam
Or water, and if sick, expect your mate
To stop working and tend to you themself,
In which case, to pay bills, they’ll need a loan.
It’s easy to attack the welfare state,
But do so and disease will grow by stealth.
Wed 27 June 2007
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