all things in common.

Your hangin' out
with friends
it's those kind of relationships
on which the future
hinges
on which it
 depends
it's those relationships
which are the lack
part of the problem
we would see
if we could
when the world ends...
Celebrate each others successes
support each other in hard times
laugh off each others mistakes
as the human condition
fallible
fragile
 funny
these are the things
without
price
without
cost
 can't be bought
or sold by
Money
We watch each others backs
without thought to Greed
we help each other out
 orient our thinkin' based on Need
 So much better than
 This poor excuse
 for a society
walls only divide us
without  systems to endorse bigotry
we'd embrace human variety....
 Together we talk and think
make sure everyone has enough to eat
and drink
yet
 how many times  walkin' the street
sad at where we are
 at my feet,
 people who are homeless
as a species we're better than this
boards read 5,000 Square Feet  Free  
the stark  contrast a  direct consequence
of society's distorted mentality
price before people
 profit before humanity
poverty is not a choice
come off it
When money is  god
and the masters all bow before profit
that incentive is
Killin' the trees
the oceans
 the soil
 the rainforests
 and the honey bees
we're the only species to destroy
 it's own habitat
if we're homo sapiens
we should be smarter
 than that
we no longer have a sense of place
commodities killed our communities
shopping centres and retail parks
ate up our our public space
the very meanin' of  property is theft
the masters made us workers
by leavin'  us little left
then landlords brought rent
they stole our commons
in the enclosures
privatized it
and we wonder
where all the land
 went
prisons are the only 'public housin'
where money
is well spent
but reducin' numbers in shelters
tacklin'' the root causes
No
they don't even make
a dent
they won't
it's not in their
interest
the masters serve the powers that be
protect them
protect the few
 from the rest
and we're told don't feed
alcoholics and the like
don't feed their affliction
but there's somethin' wrong with
that depiction
these are problems the system helped create
neither personal failings nor predetermined fate
haven't you ever felt down
looked for comfort
now imagine
the system has turned it back on you
blamed you
shamed you
can we even imagine that
depth of hurt
They have little more than
 the coldness of the ground
if your strugglin' to cope
you could call on the support of
the people around
NO ONE should be forgotten
but this system doesn't like that logic
this alone
is a sign
our systems
core
is ugly
and
rotten
..........
Sometimes you think you can drop out
stop strugglin'
relax
find other things to do
and you need time to do
these things
that much is true..........
but the class war
will always come back
will always take interest
in you....
Writing words on the page
is much like being a revolutionary
it's guess work
ah'm nae sage
ah dinnae huv aw the answers
writin' oot ideas
hopin' something sticks
buildin' wi oor trowels
an dismantlin
blow bi blow wi
 oor  
picks
We need words to inspire us
to rest
an' retire us
passin' air in oor breath
one of the few
commons
 left
each one of us shares freely
 the air in oor chest ......
 I couldn't have said  these things without your help
Thank you
I couldn't have wrote this without
generations of toil
by billions of hands
.......
you see
there's more to life
than shoppin'
tv
the cult of celebri-tee
and
brands.....