Class Warfare

by Sam M. Phillips

Bloody backs and bored ears,

Society steers

Away from idleness

By pretending distress,

And putting stress

On those who don’t work.

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Fears lurk

Beneath the surface,

Don’t give them a chance

To rise,

Just despise

Those that are different,

Make them your dependant,

So if they dissent

They can be sent

Back from where they came.

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Tame them with money,

Honey wins more,

Let them eat it raw,

Enshrine in law

How to deal with the poor,

Sore losers,

Posers stand over them,

Worry about when

They will rise,

Bring about their demise.

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Eyes glazed,

Amazed by their superiority,

Priority is to stand on top,

Stop the lower classes

From putting on their glasses,

Don’t let them see,

They’ll want what we

Have for themselves.

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Pack the shelves

And give them the dole,

They can’t dig out of the hole,

Living week to week,

Keep them weak

With a handout,

And don’t let them know What it’s really about.

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