We Are the All-Powerful Hogs
scrambling for dollars
we are hogs in mass
rooting and tooting
with greed slathering our snouts
picking up our assault rifles
shooting into the crowd
hoping to kill the right people
Or the wrong ones
Just the ones who are not snooty stuck-up hogs
All the others actually
We are scrambling for top billing
Hoping to make a salary for the rest of our lives
Without having to work like the peons who put us here
And, hey let’s take the social security away from the others
The wrong ones, Okay? And maybe put their children in cages.
We are the all-powerful ones, right?
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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