Elitist

Fixed with obedience  
To feed is to bleed
in the folds of the paper
Are the words of their creed
The greed of the elitist  
the needs of the frail
Beneath all of our bridges
is just salt in a pail
they’ll dredge you of honour
They’ll mar you of shine
They’ll keep you compliant
As they feather the line
When you lose all that matters
When you’re nipped of your vow
When you’re stripped of your patience
And you’re gripped in the now
The rule of the system
Overarching and grey
The grit of the mimics
With money to play
To silence our anger
With a lil’ gaslighting
Propaganda instituted
To keep us all fighting  
The plague of the vermin
In our highest of courts
Are blind to the victims
And the laws they distort
Fresh off the presses
The bold of the shameless
When the world falls asunder
They’ll forever lay blameless