The young as they cry out
The old as they die out
The middle aged as they shout
And the silence from the so-called leaders
Engulfs our lives
'Do something' we scream at them,
The do nothings
Who knit their rugs
Of self-protection
And doing nothing
With words like
'We are meeting our targets'
And 'we are leading the world'
Along with other lies
We no longer accept
And so we gather on our streets
While they still do nothing