What this world has come to

Our social class was of a triangle And now everything is in a tangle. We sit right here we begin to suffer While they remain smoking on their puffer, Living check to check; that’s all we have left But they don’t hear us because they are deaf. They aren’t deaf; they simply just do not care But we have to just grin and we must bear. We are stumped as to why we pick a boss, Because everything we put forth gets lost. So what does it matter what we may say When everything we have gets thrown away. They will stand by as our money decays, While getting more rich and sitting on the bay.