Golden Ratio

The record-keeper compiled a big book Assuring us that he wasn't a crook If we'd let him in he'd take a small look So they'd ensure that we were off the hook I soon recognized to my frustration Fate took away my skilled occupation They urged me to search for God's salvation While I discovered my new vocation The man of bank clout collected my gold Fools praise greed and I wasn't feeling bold There are far greater graces to behold And I was taught to do as I've been told The order came down from way up on high If we longed for arms we'd need to apply The speaker explained how they're our ally And they'll protect us if things go awry The king's men arrived with a deed in hand Telling me I had to vacate his land With weapons ready they served his command Taking the home we toiled to build by hand We shivered and starved without all our food A penniless family forced to intrude Living off the aid of our larger brood Dehumanized by those deeming us crude While foraging wood to provide heating My precious wife took a vicious beating In her eyes I could see life retreating Until her anima ceased competing Whilst on the street I heard the chaplain say "Put faith in the word! Keep Satan at bay!" I watched as my daughters turned ashen gray Then the good Lord took my blessings away I shuddered when they announced their decree Just one thing left for them to take from me They hauled me off while bowed on bended knee To slave at their yoke with no chance to plea Still stacked in that train awaiting defeat I ponder how I accepted deceit The cries of those here with me are replete Lamenting our consent to the elite