Don't hurt you
They help you
Don't doubt you
They tout you
Don't judge you
They hug you
Real friends love you
They don't leave you

Falling numbers
Breathing airwaves
Signals change
Clouds remain
The light it flickers
Through the door
Heavy breathing
Anchored floors

The white man leaves his house
Some white women leave theirs
The rest wear spandex and push stroller
The Latino man comes
To build houses to paint houses
The Asian man comes
To build houses to paint houses
The Latina women comes
To take care of the kids
Some Asian men and women
Work in the laundry mat
The rest of the businesses
Owned by white people
The white man comes back
Some white women come back
And everyone else leaves

As a child he had a fire in his heart
As a young man he kept it close to the start
As an adult now he falters in his words
He has forgotten his path and his heart
Troubled with the lack of dollars
All he sees now are diamonds and bills
Suppression of mentality
It makes me weep

How did this
Happen all
Of a sudden
Mechanize life
Down to the days hours
Minutes seconds
What happened to this hole
Is for food
This pole is for ***
Now a hole in the schedule
Is the only place to stick it

Unless it's
A cooperative
Someone's working
Too hard
Big boss
Is stressed
Is it stress
That makes you an
Exec?
Or lack of brains
Like a puppet set

I'm already beat
I just want that silver or bronze
Who wants it anyway
Straight from the top to the bottom