Like a ghost,
We stumble through darkness.
Chained to a post
We live in squalor,
But none of that matters, does it?
Because at least you have your dollar.
We were born to hope
But only fed lies.
We are drowned in despair,
The kind that wraps around your collar.
Nothing ever changes,
But at least you have your dollar.
We were put into a cage,
Cowed by a dream we can’t attain.
Anger boils into rage,
And it makes you want to holler.
Our world is on fire,
But at least you have your dollar.