For Sale

For sale People's power said a few, Minority rights said a few, Majority decay said a few, Your tongue said a few. The greed chosen in our name, That opposition is all the same, Thoughtless brainwashed we are, That Greek word is a losing star. Seeing those elected brokers, Making us clowns in a circus, The rules we follow, The taxes our sorrow, Not for them in any morrow. The fights over these corpses, Are we losing our senses, The power of people we pride, Is lost with no one to guide. We are all up for sale, Stripped by the winner without fail, Country sold to the new white man, Survive people if you can. Ramnath.A