A poverty trap 

now a map

for the after life 

If there is even one

work work work

in this god forsaken land

until you drop down dead

Because the retirement age has gone up

drink from a cup of black coffee 

If you can afford it

cut back your life 

until you’re a skeleton on the doll

lose your independence until your just a ghost of a soul

Go to the dentist get fleeced 

be told to live within your means 

and be told your disabled and unclean

til all of humanity are hard and mean

and there’s no kindness in this world 

in any boy or girl

we live in a vicious Victorianesque country 

where productivity and making more billions and billionaires is the only reason for living

and poverty is unforgiving 

As we eat the scraps and take the meds 

of a capitalist world view

that doesn’t care about anything but making more profit.