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