September 28 / 81

there was mama, papa
they said
my child
it's all for you
you're so delicate and true
it's up to us to see you through
we'll take care
of all your needs
after all you're from our seed
against the rough and real world
stick with us and you're assured
of futures very bright and sunny
and then of course there's all that money
in our common bank account
on us – you can always count

then in time
we had to see
these lovely people
could never be
for their own sweet lives
like swarms of bees
without a hive
they struggled
just to keep alive
and all the promises
they made
were worthless shit
they never paid