http://m.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-22417334

You don’t want to borrow trouble
After all you’re paying double
But the kids need clothes and dinner
And you know they’re getting thinner.
There’s a breakfast club to go to
But the mummy clique all know who
Needs the help, and start to chatter
In the playground, these things matter.
Then there’s food banks, you’ll confess that
Soon you might become that desperate.
In the papers, they say scroungers
Are just layabouts and loungers.
But the bills just keep on mounting
One more purchase, cos, who’s counting
Now? You’ve used up so much lending
Might as well just keep on spending
It’s a monster, and you’ve fed it
Life is hard on easy credit.

http://m.bbc.co.uk/news/world-europe-22413301.

Men marched and shouted slogans, dressed in black
Told stories of the greedy, grasping Jew.
Spread lies and fear, inciting an attack
On all that’s different. This is nothing new.

The Roma people know this all too well
By hard-right cant they’ve been intimidated
And driven out, their lives a living hell.
The pattern could have been anticipated:

When times are hard, we seek someone to blame
Hard times create divisions among races.
And every time it happens, it’s the same.
We tread on those with boot prints on their faces.

But, BBC, you really thought it best
To say of this that there was “no unrest”?

http://m.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-politics-22382098

Close your eyes for a while
And sleep soundly, my dear
You must be quite tired
From your anger and fear

The financial crisis:
And mass immigration
You’re right to be worried.
We see your frustration

But we don’t like to see you
Like this: we implore you
Close your eyes, and let us
Do your worrying for you.

We’ll watch over you
Against foes we’ll stand guard
It’ll all be all right…
Just stop thinking so hard!