Change for Change
Let's take back democracy
I’ll keep a watchful eye like a raven in a clock tower
won’t live an awful lie slaving days over lost power
spent loose youth as a helicopter hellion
got an unconscious urge towards rebellion.
Sold our souls to be a slave to the wage
told ourselves to be okay with the cage
hold onto control, don’t fold to your rage
what we really need is systematic change.
Bureaucratic criminals encourage millennials
to be ecstatic, automatic but not problematic.
Aristocratic plutocracy isn’t a democracy
autocratic imbeciles can’t run our society.
Just because you have the money
doesn’t mean you have the power
losing jobs cause’ of snobs
means you’re a lousy scoundrel.
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Having massive profit doesn’t make you a prophet
being passive gossips only fills their lavish coffers
this war on the poor is hard to ignore
there’s flaws in your rapport that discredit you entirely.
Separate laws for the peasants
pleasant pheasant notoriety
anchor yourself ready for this karmic lore.
Whilst you hide inside your ivory tower
the beggars on the streets are being devoured
by big business crime and cheap heroin
in the new world they’ll be the heroes and heroines.
The truth will be etched right onto the page
while the proof is performed here up on the stage
no time to be aloof climb up and engage
even though we’re penniless we don’t need your change.
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Conservative traditionalists enforce the conditional
the fictional, affirmative, tyrannical, mechanical
yet words can be turned to resistible volition with a
visible ambition a premonition tuition or an intuitional verse.
When the rich are starving can they eat their money?
You can’t quench your thirst from the burst of that gold honey.
If these crooks weren’t so laughable than it might be funny
working class cooks give crooked looks to rooks
and provide nothing for their tummies.
The problem isn’t with scroungers or doll bludgers
it’s with rude scrooges who toll mothers and judge us.
The problem isn’t with immigrants or students
it’s with governments fat cats that point fingers and screw us.
If the economy flounders, or when equality counters
if fiat currency is grounded, or if the empires are surmounted
bankers will be begging at the farmer’s door–
the bankers will be begging at the farmer’s door.
About the Creator
Michael Redgen
While distracted by cats and coffee, Michael writes philosophical poetry to help sooth his restless soul. With a unique grasp of universal metaphor and imagery, he writes in depth diverse topics of life that are both personal and relatable.
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