A new age? an apeal to Rishi Sunak as a sonnet

 

Our country slides a slippery slope

Towards Dickensian vision grim

Leaving we plebs with little hope

Of anything but prospects dim

 

The water companies don’t care

They may be fined for water losses

The fines passed on, which is not fair

Rather than taken from the tossers

 

No oversight to farm or field

Builder or those who should provide

Such needed service but who wield

Their power and roughshod ever ride.

 

When will the powers that be just heed our cry?

Get real before the revolution’s nigh.