Grovelling at the feet
Of those at the alter,
Doing the shit
That we shouldn’t oughta,
Doing it hoping to keep
Those who speak for us happy,
Those who preach,
Those who rule,
And those that teach,
Sniveling runts that’s what we are
That is what we’ve
Been taught so far,
Begging at the table
Hoping for crumbs to fall,
Dreaming one day
They’ll give us more,
More than just scraps
But were taught we lack,
What it is we need
So were made to live,
Our life on our knees
We don’t even wonder,
What if we rise up
Chance our arm,
Or try our luck
At demanding more,
We just settle for less
Believing this is the best
That we’ll ever get,
We are like dung beetles
We just live for this shit,
But just imagine
If we were to resist this,
Just imagine breaking out,
Just imagine breaking free,
Getting up off out of the dirt
Getting up off our knees,
Becoming a subvert
And making a unified stand,
Against those who keep us there
Imagine if we ever dared,
But it seems we won’t
It’s just a utopian pipe dream,
Imagine it, imagine the scenes
Of people living in peace
In love, harmony and equality,
But we are conditioned
To reject this a ridiculous
And as idiotic and foolhardy,
Taught to believe
It could never happen
In this, our society,
So we remain
Where they want us to be,
So we remain
Where I guess we’re happy.
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