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the con

 


the con



the conservative materialists

vote our governments in

all they do

is consume sit & gossip

most often there's just silence on their phones


save us the high moral ground

ur all a pack of whores & slaves


our ancestors are ashamed & angry


my grandmother Eve

spoke clearly what she believed

suckin chicken bones

she had 2 dresses when she was ur age

as did urs

too busy gettin things done


caring nought for the screws

the moralistic thought police


who say NO to everything


other than hide in the crowd


they rely on art

to get them through the day


but despise artists

& do not offer even a cent


"the layabout brigade"


pay me my dues

essential worker under every duress


u gotta stand for something

or ya gonna fall for anything!


what do u stand for?!


seems like nothing but bullpoop to me


"greed will eventually consume itself"


mother earth will not sustain u



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