They look at you with contempt and sneer, A haughty air permeating there. "Equality" is their pernicious cheer; Floating up high on corrupted air. To battle for the poor, a masquerade, Feigning to forge and dig the ditch. Media to bolster their charade, They scheme to materially enrich. And what good have they ever done, Atop their gilded soapboxes? Any as their equal they will shun, These sheep disguised as foxes. As we keep the fire for our nation, Marxists spout off sophistry. So as we strive for liberation, Their unions only seek their fee. Alas, our moral landscape decays And they indoctrinate our youth. How long until of us they flay? How long before "The Bureau of Truth"? Dylan Price is currently an economist living in London. His non-economic previous publications are a mix of polemics, essays, and a recently released chapbook of Autumn themed classical poetry. His publications are currently available on Amazon.