Greed is Our National Anthem
I always have too much to say.
And why must I speak when there’s never any change?
I’m not begging for peace or for the rich to help the poor.
Fantasies don’t fly well with human kindness anymore.
But how about a little realism, for the future does look grim,
Is this really where you want the towel to be thrown in?
Everyone is doing it in such the wrong way
$ signs are the forefront for any start to change.
Another benefit for such and such gives my head an ache
Just where does that money go anyway?
And no more telethons… We seem to pay celebrities
More than we give to the need
How about the not so famous with their
Car washes in his or her name?
People seem to respond more this way
Hearts are compassionate when it’s
Happening close to home.
Where is the help when we have to travel 100 miles
And stand among the crowd?
Dancing for change? What a joke
I must say.
No one’s changing a thing when the song’s being played.
Homeless realization; it’s still on the rise
Aids and other tragedies haven’t been taken care of by
Africa is still in pain, all of her children crying for rain
Where did the money go, who is to blame? Jan. 1, 2009