What They Want

I liked this poem.
Why?

Because, in the name of progress we erect monstrosities and call them civic needs. They take various names and various shapes. We call them stadia, metro, cultural centres, opera house, art museum, business centre, city hall and so on and so forth. They are damnation. Read on .....


What They Want

Trying to protect my life while in my pocket
Seems that it's not safe to drive with my belt
So unsafe that i'll get fined if I don't lock it

They'll fine me for not being safe
Making it even harder for someone to live
So why wouldn't somebody want to die
If it meant leaving the faulty world of lies

Protect me, why not protect my funds
Spent 100 million on a stadium that we don't need
So it's no coincidence that now you add this rule
If you need help paying for your bright ideas, just ask me

But I know the rules, i'm the little guy
Why worry about my welfare, and my hard times

Terrrile Smith
Louisville, KY