New
New deal days
Bang
Bang
Banging away with your wife
Money soaked
In innocent blood
Stains your breath
Suppressed
Alcohol stained pillow case
A way of life
What is the cost
The cost of living
Silenced child
Bares the brunt
And through your paper curtains
The world hidden
Hidden behind headlines
Hock
Hock it up
The phlegm of your annoyance
You step into the open
Open world
Open mind
Same difference
None of them yours
Is
This
How
You
See your future
No fire
Extinguished
Prospects dampened
Watered
Washed out
By the dream killer
Social security
Department
Of
Work and
Pensioners
Die young
They give
And give up
Government dictates
They decide
Decide your future
You are in their power
You will sign
Sign away your life
A paper based career
Time will pass
Tick
Tock
Tick
King slowly to make you suffer
Teach you a lesson
HOW
DARE
YOU
BE
POOR
Be a slave
Your fortune
Fortune cookie
Crumbles
To the floor
Crumbs on the floor
You must sweep
That is your destiny
Cleaner, scrubber
Road sweeper
Toilet supervisor
Manage toilets
Alcohol stained money
Down your neck
Up again
It comes
As you hug
Hug the toilet
The toilets you manage
What a future

© Pamela A.C. James-Blackwood 2006

Pamela James Blackwood

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