Tainted Monday

It’s just another tainted Monday
As we slip into our job
Some flip dollars on the grill
Others decide which store to rob
We settle into our nesting holes
To produce our nation’s wealth
Aware of how we are drawn closer each day
As the fat man tightens his belt
But he is rich so he is God
To all the poor girls and boys
And he bellows out his upper class rights
To silence all their noise
They quiet down so their working days
Aren’t longer than before
As minimum wage neglects to raise
While our economy soars
And the regulators pick their prey
The ones who make the loudest sound
One by one the “traitors” fall
Six foot below the ground
And only the stupid ones really
Bow in respect with all the rest
But we must all be the idiots
Unless we want to be next
We are trapped but still content
As long as we have our laws
Not the ones that protect our rights
But the ones that keep open the malls
So we can purchase the symbols
That mean not what they seem
We are being branded by the same ones
That promise the “American Dream”
They claim if you’re a hard working and silent
And toil without complaint all of your days
Rewards will come, but you will never see them
And you can’t prove it anyway
Your hard-earned money falls into their pockets
Of the biased people who choose
The victims when they get too smart
The only ones that can make them lose
But we don’t care as long we get our share
We don’t stop and we don’t think
The whitewashed walls may hide the truth
But they’ll never hide the stink
Catch them in their lies and you will die
It’s something even the blind can see
But the only voice we ever hear is from the rich
The ones whose face can afford to be on T.V.
Another tainted Monday
As we step into our graves
But with green cascading all around
No one on top wants to be saved