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.