In a minute
We’re all in it
Black and white
Dark as night
Screaming loudly
Packing proudly
We want control
of this black hole
They come for them
They come for us
Fill a plane
or fill a bus
Got no time to discuss
There is no THEY
There’s only US
Can’t you see
Safe is gone
Was a joke
All along
Shut your door
Try to lock it
All that matters
is your pocket
Priorities crooked
Morals bent
Think of all
the dollars spent
Neither bad guys
Nor the good
Have ever
truly understood
That equality is determined
by the aging wealthy vermin
Hands up if you disagree
Or shrink away, silently
But we know
You know it’s true
And you pray it won’t be you
They come for next…
Tori Burris Inkley
3/23/25
Tori Dreamer 