Mankind’s love
How is it kind?
Where dove?
Where is man’s mind?
In this dire quagmire?
Banks
To be frank
Take our wealth
Steal more than health
‘Tis more than a rant
Of some forlorn ant
Now is the time
Coming
Summing
Humming
Die not for a dime
And if ye be out
In the monsters’ snout
There’s still a rest
Of all the best
To give
To further live
Give, give, give!
And there’s more to that
Not just a spat
‘Tis Your dignity
The unalienable
Never painable
Righteousness
As the princess
Of Life
