Cave-In

It’s an old-fashioned cave-in
dirty clothes
dust in the nose
our god has run out
& there’s no one to save him

Out-sold, we’ve rationed our savings
stretched our souls
thin, wallowing in woes
our now has been washed out
by past & future’s mad ravings

It’s an every-day situation
shocked into reality when
we prefer oblivion
we revel in the effects
but forget the causation

Outdone in every disregard
left a hole
when should have been bold
sold has-been this moment
our intentions have been marred

It’s never enough
when you cannot fulfill
Swallowed whole
chasing the tail
of the American dream

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