At What Cost?

 

Spinal Owl: At What Cost?

For the money that rolls like dice,

Controlled by hands melting like ice,

Keep it coming, flower their wealth,

Cash ringing like selling pure meth.


They say it's ubiquitous,

I say it is preposterous,

Capitalism is unjust,

It is never to be discussed.


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