Paupers Poem by Jason Jackson

fall, crawl, walk, crawl, die
truth, truth, hide, mute, lie,
humble, crumble, tumble, pie
talk to me, talk to me, I'll tell you why

convention, prevention, retention & die
life, life, life & a chalkboard to survive,
blue liquid falls on a white tissue,
we share a life & I still miss you

bottled water, son or daughter,
your contempt is to slaughter us
remember, we will leave as paupers
and your Prada shoes will be landfill