The Start.
As for all corporations and factories
cheap profits are expensive
but only a bankcruptcy is left behind,
faults and mistakes made,
the toxic soil and rusted machines
so look the other way until.
Yet it's not only their responsibility
for so many knew, was silent
as they wanted the money and jobs
cared not for their ancestry,
the bleakest future possible served,
for a distastrous past
As the children abused and molested
but none acted but to blame
before it became a scandal, an outrage
of what they already knew,
for the dirty secret is - nobody cares
but to pretend and extend.
Reactions only come after disaster is
realized as consequences
Vested interests by investments
to be paid must poison
their own ancestral lines - "gladly!"
with Crocodile Tears.
Take it slow, slow, or we too drown
in the fastlane of poisons
of what could have been prevented,
but cheaper, faster, growth
pharmaceutical neurology for profit
to get that extra paycheck.
Employees phallacy are pensions
now held accountable for
the investments they've made.
while Employers phallacy
are the owners off-shore accounts
for inheritance passed.
The love of money at the cost of
broken down families,
to see country slowly falter with it
as morals, ethics, standards
are thrown out and replaced with
addictions and distractions.
Then the entire system collapses
as the remnant few
with a hearth and a conscience
had it torn to pieces
by the wall of TL;DR -" I got bitches
and money, muthafucka !"
(by then money was worthless
so fuck you too, cunt.)
The End.
|