Caught.

Caught. 

How dare you speak what’s on your mind.

How dare you raise your voice.

How dare you fight for what is yours.

You haven’t got a choice.

 

How dare you curse the borders.

How dare you say they’re broke.

How dare you hope that sense prevails,

to rid you of these yolks.

 

How dare you call for fairness.

How dare you damn the few.

How dare you question our new laws,

that stop your point of view.

 

How dare you beg for reason.

How dare you cry for help.

How dare you ask for anything,

beyond these gates of hell.

 

For we will only tolerate,

the praise from sycophants;

those who crush the freedom,

of each and every man.

 

So throw away your national pride,

“beliefs” you thought would last.

Your Britain is no longer great,

and “ruling waves” has passed.

 

And ‘fore our time is done here,

you ALL will acquiesce.

Your island will be jeered upon;

to that, I can attest.

 

When I was crowned your leader,

I sneered at your regret.

For now you’ve all been caught, like fools,

In Kier Starmer’s net.

 

Long live oppression!

Mwahahaha!! 😈

P. A. Davies 2026