Cut the Safety Net, With your gilded scissors. Watch the less fortunate Fall onto the Spikes of Capital. The vampires, vultures, and venture capitalists Await them impatiently below. We’ll leave the aid to the charities. Only the heart-warming philanthropy of The heartless chief executives Can set us free.
No more rights. No more “Entitlements.” The Market, The most Holy of Holies, Wants much more than our two cents.
For every hole the poor tighten their belts The rich loosen theirs.