Capitalist pig

Capitalist pig

His legal highs are alcohol, fags and some other foods.
Yet there is plenty of choice
of things to be abused.

He will offer you plenty, the whole world to see.
But gives back nothing,
even if he tells you it is free.

He knows what you want, and will quickly supply.
He will give you a discount,
to ensure your first buy.

Yet where would we be without this strange hell.
Living a more purposeful life?
imagine that – Oh well!.

Capitalist pig 2 – supporting the pig

My job is useless
meaningless crap.
But I need the cash,
figure it out.

‘So change your job’
the pig replies.
‘You can do anything’
he tells lies

I’ve bills to pay,
and a house to keep.
Children to raise,
don’t make me weep.

I want to contribute,
feel I can give.
But all that is important,
is money to live.

I’ll do a good job,
work as hard as I can.
Give me more cash,
I need a people van.

I’ll turn up on time,
never let you down.
Do what you want,
I’m a capitalist clown.

‘You’ve learned well,
the pig is pleased.
Sell back some holiday,
and buy these weeds’

I feel so content now,
watching this shit.
Growing ever fatter,
This is it!.

Capitalist pig 3 – the pigs reply.

Do not fear this beast of which you speak.
It is your own inadequacies that make you weak.

Choose more carefully the things you buy.
All purchases have consequences, I do not lie.

A future is there for you all to make.
If one acts with wisdom, peace you’ll take.

Or you can search for something else to blame.
But beware, life my friend is not a game.