Rushing the Clock
Hurry up and go..
That's the lifestyle
we have grown to know.
Buses, cars , planes & trains
take us where we need
This place and that
Our focus is pure greed
Shaking your head?
Saying, oh no, not me
Yes You
Your guilty
Look in the mirror...you'll see
Always wanting more
working day in and day out,
Where are your kids
whom you know nothing about?
Praises at your job
a pat on the back
Job well done
Your the leader of your pack
Back at home...
You know the place
Where are your kids
Would you even recognize their face?
Jimmy's in his room
pushing the needle in
He gave up the fight
feels he can never win
Little Susie
she's in the bathroom
finger down her throat
right there with Jimmy
in the same boat.
Alma, your wife
she was the first to go
Pills took her early,
again, you had to know
Your happy home
Not so happy now
You gave in to greed
Look at what's left of the people you need.
You got what you wanted
money by the sack,
Now you wish you had your family back.
"Rushing the Clock"
always a need...
Think before you get what makes your heart bleed.
Written beginning of Pandemic 2020
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