They are desperate
they are hungry
they were born hungry
and the free milk only made them hungrier
then they saw the shine on even black regal
they went berserk
they lost their minds
envy and hatred ripped them apart
cursing their god for its wickedness
their god is money
and it had always starved them
from birth to now
same for their parents
same for their kin and kith
always hungry
always angry always needy
desperate to take it out on somebody
these painful frustrations of deprivations
their wicked god never favoured them
yet they worshipped it noon night and day
They are desperate
they are hungry
they were born hungry
and the free milk only made them hungrier