We Enjoy Freedom

Now January’s been and gone, much to our huge relief
And taken Klaus Schwab with it, or at least that’s our belief
His annual event, the World Economic Forum
Where billionaires conglomerate to simulate decorum
Is held in Davos, Switzerland, where prices soar sky high
And money circulates in the manner of Dubai
More than a thousand private jets conveyed the mega-rich
A lesson in hypocrisy to spout their climate pitch
With their Green Agenda they could have used the Davos station
And toddle in by train to preach on clean air’s great salvation
Their choice of transportation causes hazardous pollution
But the little man can compensate – the ultimate solution!
Their agenda states that petrol cars should be banned completely
Replaced by all-electric cars to control you discretely
Régimes have been persuaded to increase the price of power
To  fleece the middle class with heating charges by the hour
Professor Schwab once learnt his trade from a famous personality
No less than Henry Kissinger, of dubious morality
For forty years he’s worked towards his dream to rule the world
With all his little tactics being boastfully unfurled
Another vital matter is the farting, burping cows
Said to create toxic fog and raise the oligarch’s trimmed brows
To rectify this problem, they’ll forbid us to eat meat
Replacing it with worms and bugs, the peasants’ tasty treat
Not for the grand elite who’ll still consume their favored diet
They’ll raise some private five-star cows, and keep them nice and quiet
Conducting secret meetings concerning lab-constructed meat
Can hardly be the recipe to induce the world to eat
Countless heads of State and nineteen central bank directors
With six hundred CEO’s all convened without electors
To navigate restrictions to decrease suburban wealth
Klaus does it for our own good, so you shouldn’t call it stealth
He claims to pioneer us into international progress
While unelected billionaires live lives of utter noblesse
We minor beings should recluse in a teeny, weeny cloister
No more the expectation that the world will be your oyster
‘You will own nothing, and be happy is the creed from Uncle Klaus
While harvesting our assets like a hibernating mouse
We’ve endured enough experiments, and don’t find it very funny
To watch these greedy parasites just following the money!
Now Klaus is nearly eighty-five and without becoming clinical
Let’s make the most of what we have, before we get too cynical.

Photo: pexels / Michael Steinberg