Social Justice Poetry

Unable | A Social Justice Poem by Guy Farmer

They’ve been called
Various things throughout
The eons, but their goals
Are always simple and
Surprisingly transparent.

Hoard everything they can,
Behave with extreme selfishness,
Resist change at every turn,
Denigrate the poor,
Exalt the rich.

Sulking cry babies,
Clutching greasy bottles,
Throwing unseemly tantrums
When they don’t
Get their way.

Unable to stop themselves,
They obliterate anyone and
Anything in their way.
Cold, callous, unfeeling;
Always the same story.

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