I will cry you tears of gold
Maybe then my sorrow will be worth your time
Maybe if i speak in aurum will i finally speak your language
If money is at stake, maybe then you would care about our pain
If you finally see out of your sky high walls
And beautifully built mansions
Would you realise the harm you have caused the world
In your greed you have killed our land
And in your greed our kids die of hunger and chemicals melting their flesh
And all you do to compensate is build another one of those chemical churning plants, its for the creation of employment you say when we all know you treat the people who work for you like replaceable mannequins
Like dolls devoid of humanity, machines meant to produce results
Meant to mint you money
And your fake smiles and your pocket change tossed at the people in the name of charity don't clear your name from the murders you commit
And as self aware as you are you are never ready to change your ways
So maybe if i cried in gold would it finally hold some meaning to you
Maybe then would you finally hear our cries
YOU ARE READING
To My Lovers
PoetryI hope you miss me everytime you see the moon And i hope every starry sky reminds you of me
