The Machine that Grinds

No remedy exists for this current state

allows all fear and suspicion a place

to regard the tenets of our society

those allowances of defeated pride.

We will rise again to fight the man

that spiritual journey that puts aside

our true worth in the form of a dime

while we continue to find lost time.

I am a gentlemen when you may see me

crossing the street with all my normalcy

Yet, look at me now in my disheveled state

I will not ever be willing to quite give in

to the way of life they suggest I live

Yes, they, them, those, they are clearly you!