fauxcroft

It’s a rat life

We are living today,

Scurrying around

In a self imposed cage,

Sniffing out food to eat

Because it’s hard for me

To be able to afford to buy it

Because living a rat life today,

Means all we get is shit,

So we must live off scraps

Like the life of a rat,

Scurrying around unseen

This was never the dream,

As those above strip you and me

Of all our self respect and dignity,

But like the life of a rat

We’ll find a way to feed.

Off those who hoard the greed

Of this you best believe.