Graven Images

I will not hold your golden trophy high above MY head Or wear your name engraved with cheap polyester thread I’m so sorry you can’t decide what to wear today, Will it be the Christian Dior or the Versace green lamay? Your Jimmy Choos click-clack across pedestals that we have built And we polish your statues that glow without guilt. Did you really get paid millions for just reciting Macbeth? As a trickle down economy allows us to scramble for what’s left. Our nations school teachers can’t feed their own, while our firefighters are dying of cancers unknown. As our bellies swell and our hearts deplete your SOLD OUT and we can’t make ends meet. But we still continue to worship, love and adore Blinded by the shiny smiles, screaming for more Facebook, twitter and selfies infest are minds keeping us preoccupied, oblivious to the times. Stocks are up but my credit card is at its max all I got was an extra twenty dollars from my latest income tax. Fake Louis Vuitton on a budget and inflated Nikes by the pair As they flaunt their riches and successes in our blank stare. We paid for their ivory towers with large gates to keep us at bay no invitation to dinner as our struggle gets harder each day. Un news worthy lives, overprice items with enticing marketing schemes Owning the latest I-phone feeling you are living the American dream REALLY, another reality show, “Oh Gee Golly I can’t wait”, Wake up, pay attention. But I think it's too late. Is technology and Beyoncé our new gods of choice? As politicians rewrite their own reality, muting our voice. We pride ourselves in others lives attempting to forget our own Bowing down as they step across our backs, ascending their iron throne We created this disparity as their influences make us crave for more. But the rich are getting richer while we remain poor.