To Silver Spoons

You ring Golden, golden ring
Tame the beasts of burden
Walk through opened doors,
Eat the caviar of rich, fishy flesh
Stand on bowed backs,
Slave through the ranks –
Through the rank, you’ll find
It’s all wheat and whips and what?

Strangled silent
Sold at the Wall;
A stacked brick oppression.
Short sold
Overvalued,
An ivy-leafed license to shill.

Fishy flesh is flesh
Lest you forget,
We all wallow
All, someway.

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