POETRY: Their Victim On Purpose
I like to think that I know the plans, the scam The plans are to make us all subservient then kill us! Their want is doom! Many books and white papers have outlined their mission The "their" is the bourgeoisie, the oligarchs, plutocrats I know because they tell I should be happy but feel like hell I like to think that I know their program, their rap And how they will insure their intentions Again, their want and need is to kill us! By any means other than their physical hands With all my knowledge, I succumbed too Beat down, defeated, depressed, and demoralized Their want is gloom! That is their greatest goal, the reason they are powerful I feel futile like they have always wanted I feel useless, their want for us all Heed my call! Smile and love, laugh and be merry, undaunted That is difficult to do, as misery is flowerful And their system has us paralyzed Never knowing how to fight or what to do Succumbed I did and do to their will I am their greate...
