What’s this a bloody power grab
Upon our health and lives
The WHO has spoken its brandishing
It’s knives
Telling us it’s changing laws
Individual states can go to hell
They make
the laws with blanket edicts
Human Rights they take
Such basic needs away from us
Parliaments as well
Can pipe down it’s dictatorship
Sovereignty from hell
They are the new fuhrer
What they utter goes
Any shit they throw at us
In poetry or prose
We can bleeding lump it
Take it on the chin
Up the arse and in our arms
Autocratic sin
Upholding our integrity
Whistle that’s their tune
They make all the decisions
And probably will soon
We are just the peasants
False reasoning I say
Thank you Andrew Bridgen
Once again