World on a String
Like Maneki Neko,
lucky fat cats
(Washington's Sly Siamese)
Toy with our yarn ball world
dangle American ideals
(like healthcare, laughter has to be
the best remedy now),
whipping organizations with
strings attatched across faces of
charity drives,
homeless nomads,
single parents,
abuse victims,
gay marriages,
and every other color of
the racist rainbow.
Earth spins in government paws
Life swings like a precarious
pendulum, twisting and turning
in discoball menagerie,
unethical prisms march
over scarlet battle sands
watched by a playful president's
setting amber sun eye,
blind to mice trapped in
financial binds,
gender bends,
mental chaos,
addictive trends,
and young rats exchanging drugs
hoping for a slice of cheese
just to get by.
As greedy claws extend deeper
into the globe, tightening the
iron fist, check books and wallets
feel the death grip, converting
citizens into rodents
We the people running on our
hamster wheels, not realizing
we're just live prey caught and caged for
Maneki Neko, our nation's
prized,
priviledged,
petty,
pretentious
lucky fat cats.