Bad times are coming, I predict, <br />we'll suffer as we have been tricked. <br />Banks crashing, petrol price obscene, <br />abandoned now the War Machine. <br />Those who were never short of soup, <br />who saw themselves within a group <br />of well-to-do and upper class, <br />are homeless now, in the green grass.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bad-times-coming/
