One Percent Poem by Talile Ali

Cracked windows and splintered floors
Rotting insulation pours thru the doors
In the distance sirens fill the air
Such a pity that there's no one to care

Wind blowing over all we know
People trudging thru the frigid snow
Homeless, desperate and aching to the core
Is this the promise we waited for

In the distance there is a laugh
From a limo so full of gas
tinted windows and alcohol
The affluent just have a ball

So the world is under assault
By the Have's who don't think it's their fault
That the many have to do without
Denied of the right's hear their dying shout

Is this the world that we bargained for
Is this the reason there are so many poor
Is this the idea of a society
To take and take until the masses all bleed

See the children in middle east
Digging thru the debris for the deceased
As the factions fight these silly wars
Provoked by bankers just so they can score

Will we retaliate against the regimes
That made us fodder for their diabolical schemes
Taking away our wealth, our health, and our loves
For it's themselves that they are thinking of

One percent will kill all we know
One percent will us us just for show
One percent don't really give a damn
One percent will be the end of all man

One percent
One percent
One percent
One percent