This World

This World

Is there a point to this life we lead
The rich off the poor is the way we feed
People we don't know, making decisions for us
They say what we need is our children to bus
Our schools are just fine, no need for a craze
Tighten our belts, make room for their raise
Public or private, is it really our choice
Our question should be is it really our voice
For the poor and elderly, their aid we will cut
It is surely their fault, they fell into this rut
This planet we've destroyed, in our quest to feed
Billions for space is now what we need
We seek power and wealth, no matter the cost
The true meaning of life we have certainly lost