Let me feed you, they say
Sat in a puddle of *****
Our teeth are barcodes
Our bones are meals
Let me heal you, they say
Then they take yet more
But Im not slowing down
(You can't when you're poor)
Let me show you self, they say
And pawn their own breath away
Enlightened in pure white light
Blue eyes of divine right
Let me educate you, they say
From the vacant room never left
Of fathers' touches never kept
And dog-eared pages of contempt
Let me, let me, let me
As if I am able to escape
Push me, push me, push me
As if its only me that shakes
Violently, violently, violently
In a regime ripe to break
