LVX CREARE

I know we are all doomed and
that the men in ivory towers
give us no more than a thousand
years of human life on earth

until we drown ourselves in filth

I concede we’re self important
it’s every man for his own self
and we must trample all the others
before they dare to get ahead

rats on a great spinning wheel

I know it’s probably true that
it’s all the fault of those preceding
the way the turned a blinded eye to
the trouble piling up down here

that’s no excuse to repeat their mistakes

Drop another quarter weight on
it makes no difference to me
you wouldn’t be the first to do it
to rely on my better nature

my lack of complaint

Add some more things to the pile
whatever you can find will do
you know everyone has a limit
but you haven’t found mine yet

my boiling point

Pluck a bit more at that sad old song
as though someone was listening
you know i’ve heard it before
that mournful self pity

yours, not mine