It Seems that I’m a Dinosaur

It seems that I’m a dinosaur

with spiky tail and drooling gnash,

I thought that life was meant for more

than marketing and swiping  cash.

It seems that I’m a lunatic

in need of a lobotomy,

I thought a nation’s worth grew thick

through more than its economy.

It seems that I’m an imbecile

who ought to wise up markedly,

I thought a nation’s job, for real,

was sowing social harmony,

when all is booty, all is pelf,

all is each dog for himself.