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.