You spent your cash
but sold out
and gave them what
they wanted.

You can bet your ***
it’s cold no doubt
and my soul is haunted.

Dear mother and father listen.
These government stooges
came to get them.
They blamed and hit her,
while they shot my little
baby brother;

But you do fine.
You stay in line,
work your shift.
You do your time.

Now your ends
are barely meeting,
while the strangers
you left seething
are hungry and screaming,
are crying and bleeding.

They were all needing
your assistance,
but you wouldn’t give them
a single glance or instance
of the compassion
they were missing.

So, now I cry
cause you won’t try
to improve this life.

It’s just a game to you.
The tv says get more stuff
so that is what you do.