#onepercent
Millionaires down on our luck
that’s the story, isn’t it?
With one lucky chance or a gold watch
found in a yard sale
to propel us to the heights
of hob-nobbery,
this time next year, yeah?
Another item on the unwritten list
known by those that were born to know
is that luck is a commodity
like any other
bought and sold by ‘families’
who hoard it,
a surfeit
beyond any lifetime’s need,
releasing just enough
so we all see it
and believe it to be in reach
Unless the stars aligned
when you were born
chances are you won't be on
the List
and you can make a good fist of work
and burn your very soul
in an effort to reach that goal
yet when you burst your heart for the win
the posts have shifted
and you’ll lie spent
looking at expensive leather shoes
or highly polished boots
as they step over you
Work and noise are not enough
when the system itself serves
the few
work and noise are not enough
for things to get better
for all
and unshackle luck
no justice, no peace
Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 2:42 PM UTC
It's coming
sooner than we think
the final word the final breath
the precipice, the brink
The one percent
building bars and bunkers safe
protecting them from the sixty-th
the nonintellectual fools and apes
Scales tipped and turned
common sense a horse beaten dead
societal problems and complications
stupidity a disease that spreads
Mark your days and hours
stock your shelves and guns
people will be the death of us
Homer Simpson's already won
Mar 6, 2018
Mar 6, 2018 at 2:04 PM UTC
Poor as **** but I dont care
I'm good right here if you stay over there
Nothing you have makes you better than me the 1% might say so but the other 99 will disagree
May 10, 2015
May 10, 2015 at 6:32 PM UTC
Some budding minds of larvae
become slaves to indoctrination
holding ransom to their morals
with mundane anticipation.
Ants and Bees take to the streets
dragging dignity through the trip
while sharks above hound them
discipline at the crack of a whip.
The struggle of paying to work
catches the children by surprise
though the nature of nepotism
gives others meteoric rise.
Ragged, they stay warm
through the fires of finance killing
so that the glutenous worms
can feed off the standard of living.
And those who live in glass mansions
have their view clouded by rain
as they look down at the masses
with contempt and disdain.
Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 1:05 AM UTC