Whirlwinds, lightning and thunderbolts
Land appears to be cracking, crumbling
Values are vanishing, foul lucre holding sway
Elected greats, heads in high positions
Are either revelling or in the dock, proud and angry
Big guns in offices are at loggerheads
Fights are raging in invisible arenas
Brains, leading parties are flexing muscles to win
Treachery is spewing and spouting with power
Hungry men, powerless look this way and that
Difficult it is to breathe or wake up safe
Hundreds of Pucks we need to wake us up smiling.
