TIMES are hard so the people mourn,


alas the government wish we the poor weren’t really born,


they think were blood sucking thorns


to control like chess piece pawns.


Children go without food while fat cats are in a happier mood,


because we’re the ones getting screwed


and they never get sued.


The parents try to scrimp


but feel so limp,


they wish they could save


but that makes them feel depraved,


now they go to bed dreaming


that one day they’ll get saved.


Paul Knight
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