I am broken
Not love sick
Sour faced
Teeny bobber
Heartbreak

But social devastation
The kind that comes
With the human revelation
That things don’t get better

Greed rules the land
Followed by ignorance
Pacing close second
Racial issues are still
Clouding the way people feel
Cops are still brutalizing
Black people
****** is still a word
I hear regularly
In this a redneck society

Except it is never as simple
As that
The poor suffer
The words won’t come
In lieu I guess a heart ache
Will have to do

I would cry
If I had any tears left
I would try
If I had any hope left
But I am broken
Just the way
Some people like

In truth
Only the insane can remain
Standing unbroken