History’s rhymes might seem
coincidental
but they’re chiseled in stone
they are fundamental
war feeds the market
and keeps it alive
war is the reason
this system survives
they’re still taking our bread
to build death machines
and recruiting our kids
through Hollywood screens
but when we fall ill
and the bills pile up
Uncle Sam’s not around
so we jiggle a cup
it’s our neighbors that help us
get back on our feet
because our taxes were wasted
propping up Wall Street
buying drones instead of medicine
buying bombs instead of books
building prisons instead of paradise,
we pledged ourselves to crooks
our allegiance is to objects
we’re bred to consume
now our children lay dying
as we build Pharaoh’s tomb
soitgoes1984 