They say that life is short I know
I’ve heard me say the same
But usually it seems really long
When some things are to blame
When politicians rant about
Claiming they have a brain
When if we stop buying their crap
We would have the most to gain

When we see that we can produce
Enough to feed the world with ease
Yet they cheat and steal to be rich
Shoving others to their knees
Holding back supplies and goods
Until profits could be reaped
Letting people die for naught
Their money piled high and steeped

Passing rules that benefit few
When the majority suffers most
Keeping the greediest elite rich
That suffer least yet boast
Their cronies listen to compete
To learn the crooked trade
How to trample with their feet
To ignore guilt and make it fade

The only truth there is is man
We have only ourselves to treat
Both gods and princes of greed
Can only give us life’s defeat
Instead of serving only one man’s good
To make everyone benefit instead
Treating all races, sorts and kinds
To get honesty through their head

Barbara Blackcinder


About Barbara Blackcinder

I am a poet/writer with a need for words. There are so many out there that I haven't used yet. They define all reality and mine when you read those from me.
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