Peoples ideas of this conundrum
That are expressed by our efforts
To collect paper in which
The value is so depressed
Can trap our insecurities
And control our very lives
If we are satisfied with the familiar
And refuse to open our eyes
To a world of expression
And adventures for the bold
Or sit in our hovel and listen
To the stories Grampa told
Being comforted by the familiar
And not venturing far from
Not risking all you’ve gained
To find adventure where you may roam
Is the resultant fact your society has planned
To keep you in your nest
To satisfy you with a wage
And they could really care less
You make the choice of 6.00 dollar gas
And 5.00 loaves of bread
By voting in a puppet
With nothing in his head
He’s controlled by his parties wishes
To keep the people suppressed
And you the people are content
To struggle on depressed
