Legacy

Give your collective heads a shake
Shoehorn them out of your arse
Greed is a deadly mistake
Grandchildren will suffer your farce

You'll leave them fancy cars
And a house too big to clean
But if they can't see the stars
What will your possessions mean

They'll mean you're a selfish twit
They'll mean you've gone to hell
Your legacy of destructive shit
Gives off a bitter smell

Your cars burn, or rust away
The house will be ransacked
The wild west will have its day
As outlaws plan attack

And the grandkids shake with fear
The shouts, and shots approach
Their eyes will shed a tear
As they watch the outlaws poach

Your private well runs deep
Hoarding precious H2O
But your poisonous industries weep
And pollute the vital flow

Your grandkids raped, and enslaved
By the ones you left behind
On your tombstone they engraved
Here lies a thoughtless mind