I know sweetheart
You want to talk about ***
And some new clothes next
Or the hamburger we had last night
That was really something by the way
Thick, tender, juicy and all
We should go there next week
It makes my mouth water as we speak
Or the new girl at the office
The way she talks and dresses
Or that new app and whatnot
But I have matters on my mind
Matters of importance, you know
Climate, racism, pandemics
Injustice, and all other polemics
The liberal problems of the free world
Bunch of greed ******* in other words
And, even though what I think or write
Makes no blind bit of difference…
Even though nobody gives a rat’s ***
I still got to stay in these thoughts, or else
The only thing I’m left with
Is this ******* sense of guilt