And you will claim
And you will claim we need more births to keep
Our population mix in check while nature’s truths
Suggest there are too many of us yet?
And you will make the claim with good intent,
And wear the jeers precipitated by our peers,
You’ll blame statistics for the deed no doubt,
You’ll see the figures shout a raw event,
A massive rise in aged percent, a generation
Which will dent resources you’ve restrained
Through stringent fiscal policy. Is that indeed
Offical view? So make us breed to right the scale,
Create a younger set to settle up our social debt,
A captive gang with time in hand to pay the way.
I wouldn’t want to be a child whose birth was by
A budget gift of 1500 bucks, give or take,
Accompanied by an airy pledge that you would make
Provision for me down the track.
On looking back I should have guessed your game,
Even noted that your ages tell the same old story;
So it’s the ‘Grow Or Die Economy’, times are hard competing
On a Global plane – a death or glory scheme again
So nothing’s changed in that respect.
You must have missed the lead my friend,
The young ones still wont breed in times’ like yours.
The cause? Their values are estranged, their lives
Are rearranged as such which 1500 bucks wont set aflame.
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