Collateral Damage

I don’t know why I’m here,
it remains a mystery 
I wasn’t designed for such
mind numbing monotony, 
the same old faces 
haunt the same places,
monotone conversation 
blunts my concentration
what’s it all about?

I just need my space, 
without the fear of acid 
being thrown in my face, 
or a knife forced through my skin,
it’s all so overwhelming
where did it all go wrong?
what’s happening to me?
there’s a defect in the root
of our society

such a lack of opportunity 
breeds a beast we can’t control,
austerity, a slight of hand 
that continues to take its toll,
cuts to public services,
a chance to drain the swamp,
a bigger slice of pie
for the politicians to chomp

hold tight now 
my sisters and brothers,
I know your hearts are aching,
something big is coming,
there’s a collision in the making,
a scripted execution 
‘Problem, Reaction, Solution’
I’ve had about as much 
as I can manage
your life, my life,
we’re just 
collateral damage