Super Shitty

Super City – Super Shitty
That John Key, now who is he?
Rodney Hide – yeah he’s the guy
Knows the answers, oh yeah right
What do you think? Don’t be shy
Make a stand, lets hear your cry
Select Committee – they’re here to listen
Have your say, write a submission
But all so formal & off-putting
Only the brave will be there pitching
I sat & listened for several days
To all those people rant & rave
Give their ideas, experience & views
So much wisdom from the heart, so true
The messages I heard were clear
Consistent themes learned over years
Talk to the people, not at them, eh?
In Waitakere we like to have our say
Not only that, it works you see
Decisions made by you and me
We’re happy when we feel involved
In our community, not told
What’s best for us by some “big man”
Who throws his toys out of his pram
If he doesn’t get his way
Is that democracy I say?
The marginalised & poor shut out
They’ll just complain, will scream & shout
Protest & march, but what’s the use?
When 1% man rules the roost
So what’s the answer? How to change
The minds of those who want their way?
Don’t pay your rates, now that might work
Cos after all, this is our turf
Can’t do too much without the cash
Build more white elephants, make a splash
Down on the waterfront, that’s where
All our rates will be spent – is that fair?
And sell our stuff, you know that’s next
Our precious assets, Auckland’s best
Libraries & parks, stadiums & pools
And then our water oh so cool
Its worth a bomb to the highest bidder
But when it is gone will Auckland be fitter?
Not when we have to buy it back
Just like the trains & of course the track
So don’t be GAGGED about your place
It’s not too late to win this race
Just vote Len Brown for Mayor you see
So much better than John Banksy
And get someone who cares in charge
With politics born from the heart.

Mels Barton
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