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Nothing Has Changed

Nothing Has Changed.

 

I would like to say I am one of the nation’s farmers.

Or a pinstripe suited businessman or city trader.

I would like to say I run a company or corporation.

That I will inherit a fortune from a friend or relation.

 

I would like to say my business and is looking to expand.

That I create wealth and put it in the working man's hand.

I would like to say I have a drink at my local pub.

That it would really affect me with the prices going up.

 

I would like to say tax going up again on cigarettes seriously affects me.

All that train fares are still going up 5% annually will hinder my mobility.

I would like to say I am worried about the stamp duty.

That second homes no longer get any council tax relief.

 

I would like to say I am worried about the interest going down on my savings.

That I will have to pay a lot more for my vape craving.

I would like to say putting up my hourly rate might cost me my job

That freezing the tax threshold is a worrying thought.

 

Sadly, I can't say any of this because it doesn't apply to me.

I already had nothing, and my bank was already empty.

The budget just ensured my life stays the same.

Struggling to survive, life is a funny old game.

 

Tobani October 2024.

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Larisa Rzhepishevska

Sat 23rd Nov 2024 07:11

Yes, life is a funny old game.

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