The gap grows wider at the top
And at the bottom too.
The middle also takes a flop
Because the jobs have moved.
Especially food and fuel
Which at present escalation
Leave the masses eating gruel.
Will sharing return to unite
The wage-slaves in such massive debt?
Capitalism already ignites
“austerity” protests that get
Larger, and longer with tear gas
And back-up police at the ready.
But fighting the system won’t last
Yet growing our food is rock steady.
It just takes imagination
And the ability to grow a team.
Voila, no more job stagnation,
Just hard work and following dreams.
The idiots who own the world
Have sunk us all due to their greed.
Protest will never unfurl
In time for us to be freed.
Energy wasted on change
Should be put into working the land.
Only neighbors can rearrange
To align the Creator’s plan.
Villagers already have fun
While the industrialized work.
Once money has ended its run,
Nature will make its own perks.
Rumble on you jets of money, set the world on fire. Death equals life. ><><><><><><
Ggachi squawks, builds a
nest, pecks at sand, warns its friends
of dangerous men.
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