Shame

Shame, like beauty, is often in the eye of the beholder. ~ Julie Burchill

Hearts black as pitch

Cold as tundra ice

Closed to reason

Who will bear the blame

Shame on all who defend this madness

Respect has died

And decency lies buried beside it

The one percent stands accused

They take more than they give

Bound to no nation

Loyal only to profit

While the poor and the working poor

Struggle to survive

Forced to hang their heads in shame

Always left behind like refuse

Barely living as the morsels dwindle

Unseen

Used

Discarded

Toiling in dead-end, menial jobs

Looked down upon

Their only sin

Being the working poor

Elected bodies squeeze them dry

Bleeding them for every last drop

How much more can they lose

Healthcare slips away

The clock ticks louder

Poverty will finish what policy began

When is enough, enough

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A great message that will resonate far and wide.
The powerful and the rich are exploiting all others.
I hope we go back to the simple, good ol' days.
Good job, MCS, the powetess.

[MCS]

Thank you for your visit, Sami, and for sharing your Thoughts. Sadly, the world offers no shortage of misdeeds to chronicle.

[Sami Khalil]

All true and well articulated. You are welcome.