Proletarian

Worn through by now, all spent
My pain, property, trickery
Political treasury, politics
Lush lies
Bitterness, repeating myself
Impotence and the pink backs
Suction directed
Us being breathed into stupor
Sucking, scabbing, scrathing
I’m punished
The mob ever drunker
Comrades, there always
And the leaders, the bosses
Responsibility flags, salaries soar
Graftsmanship grows, competence decays