Capital

The bedrock of justice is gone,

Left holding onto a relic,

Met cold stares, the black baton,

The Cry goes out unheard, Medic!

The police do serve a master,

Feudal lords didn’t go away,

Gamed the system like a cancer,

Having no wealth, serfs are ashamed.

Value bathed in the neon glow,

Having to much, nowhere to go,

The normal being avarice,

The result being cancerous.

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