Society is a living animal
A cruel beast with a wicked maw
Serrated teeth and crooked claws
The way it wrangles its undesirables
Into the dark corners of its twisted
Bowels and forces them into
The most demeaning of positions
Offering mindless distraction
To the masses in the consumer
Wasteland of shopping malls or the
Cesspool of so-called entertainment
Eradicating any potential for
Greatness or agency for change
Hard labor for the poor
Or otherwise selling drugs or ***
To eke out an increasingly
Meager existence for themselves
Keeping them on the periphery
Yet constantly prodded by
The spears of the public eye
Suspended on their crucifix
As blood spills to exemplify
What's to come to any who
Should fall short of its graces