Dirty Charity

I suffer the consequence

Of your empty labor

The cost of your greed

The decay of nations

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I starve so that you

Can water your plastic flowers

Obscene in your decadence

Its not question of need

But a justification

Of insatiable desire

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My streets

Unearthed graves

Withered

All these beautiful children

Fall away

To nothing

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Your streets

Mechanized reality

Sordid

All your idols

Fall away

To nothing

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Beneath the same sun

My very own brothers

Betray

I stick to your shoes

Down here in the gutter

You waste

More

Than I will ever consume

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You starve

Under the isolation

Of technology

Choked on empty

Pseudo-philosophies

I know the void

Of an empty stomach

You know the sorrow

Of a misplaced heart

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You placate guilt

With acts of charity

I know the cost of your generosity

The weight of concealed obligations

Your marketed love

Crushing my freedom

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Your 24 hour causes

Never really saved anyone

You rampage these streets

Martyrs

Pissing all over my beliefs

Tearing down traditions

The threads that hold us together

Unraveled by conceit

Tell me who is the savage?

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Your pity will be

Our destruction

A perpetuation

Of chronic starvation

This endless poverty

Can’t be bought with money

In polite society

You do not speak

This dirty secret outloud

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My children look to the sky

Not to the earth

Prying open crates

Instead of in a classroom

Learning to be autonomous

Dependence taxed with ignorance

That’s the nature of your

Dirty charity

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Instant gratification

Is not a long-term solution

Whatever happened to compassion?

Community?

People working together?

This world that is not mine

That is not yours

Will crumble in hands that grip

Too tightly

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When did I cease being a human being?

When did I become just another

Summertime project?

If you want to help

Try respect

 

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Skin Deep

Veiled by artifice

The mirror blindly reflects

Porcelain Facade

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(This is for the next theme at Haiku Heights, I woke up in the middle of night and scribbled it down. It helps to have the notebook by the bed to catch ideas but it doesn’t do much for sleep.)