All this extra’s too damn fancy;
Makes my blood boil makes me antsy.
Wasted lives & wasted effort.
Waste abandoned in time’s desert.
So many needy & few fine.
Distance vast, between ledger lines.
A rolling bubble set in veins.
Heated to witness pointless pains.
Like justice & it’s shuttering.
Like civil order fluttering.
Gilded lilies & gilded halls.
Gold leaf viral on richer walls.
We have too much…or not enough.
Water not level; always rough.
What is balance & how’s it struck?
It’s not by greed or even luck.
It takes consensus & intent…
To make a zeitgeist balance bent.