Indoctrinated, you and I in self-hatred Dove routinely into bottomless abyss, To get accustomed to brutal realities Of being born into a poverty pit And left alone to fend for ourselves They who didn’t once let out a helping hand armed with such reductionist theories claimed our venom infiltrated bodies wanted to act out daily drama to breathe.
Oh boy, if only did we!
Sinners have always been, you and I On path of self-destruction sucking On mommy’s stolen pills Since we were five ‘cause blimey! her titties were always dry Unlike daddy’s hammering fists drenched in amber liquid And sometimes shards of glass, Swung without fail every night madly kissing air left and right At times declaring a winner, Drawing red out our chapped lips
But boy, did we learn to duck!
They who never bothered with us Couldn’t be persuaded to see how destitute can be the living When the noise of chattering teeth competes against a growling tummy And to subdue those painful stabs You walk cold streets filled with even colder hearts To take your first lesson in dumpster-diving.
Hell boy, hungry pussies can really bite!
Those who hauled us into Homes That were just wood, slaps and stones to try make us trot a righteous path never did they find in their hearts To scratch beneath that stolid facade And unearth what once was innocent.
But boy, did we foolishly hope!
And now that we are marked delinquents In the eyes of that made-up Lord Standing in front of Lady Justice Did they scream a thousand petitions To put us behind bars To teach us some lesson in morality When all we did was tip the scales Of their savagery just a little on our side.