I have exhausted
A world that used to thrive
Into a desolate dune so vast
With only one tiny timber tree
And no regrets for the past
Within the hope of one tiny seed
Lies the possibility of purifying repentance
But all I see is the appetizing opportunity
To fill my pockets with material acquiescence
And without a thought
My bloodthirsty arms
I rape the shrub
And thrash onto her pillar
With the utmost harm
Twist and weave and loop
The lucrative nascent noose
As deadly as the serpent
Who bites your flesh
When you succumb to his abuse
Oh the riches they tantalize me!
With whom can I barter?
Surely a sucker was born to buy
My very last martyr
I salivate with crude
And clog my veins with porn
I savor commercialized prejudice for dinner
And subsidize ignorance reborn
And hoping to profit
I short-sell my dismay
Casting my minted manifest
To consume my addiction
By the deadly bouquet
But now my son hugs me
Tightly around my neck
And I reflect how I’ll never love him as much
As my beloved paycheck
No need to cover my face
I invite you to see
Because I am the capitalist who sold you the noose
To set my fare free!
