Art

My art is nothing more,
Than being a dirty whore.
This neediness is all prostitution,
And it's quite pathetic to not be free.

A taste of success,
And I'm to think I'm doing something good.
Really I'm just getting rich and richer.
The poor stay poor and become poorer,
Not able to understand the social class etiquette.

Which is us against them.
One nation working against the government.
Communism, food stamps, and unemployment.
For them by them, not for you.
In time, there'll be a documentary about the travesty.
Good news!

No one is really rich and no one is poor really.
How many have everything?
See?
How many die of hunger?
First world problems.

We all starved for material possessions.
Life is easy, but living is hard.
Life is hard if you're a dog in heat.

So here I bark:

NICE CAR.
NICE HOUSE.
HIGH CONSUMPTION VALUE.
CLOTHES TO WASH.
MY WORK IS NEVER DONE.