Break me

Break me

It would be easy

The fault lines

Are already in place

Tiny cracks

Line my face

There is little to laugh about

If truth be told

It is no joke

In olden days

We all did smoke

Burned coal fires

Drove petrol cars

It was a mistake

We all pay for

Every blessed day

With internal scars

Emphysema

And climate change

It might sound strange

But people do care

It is a fact of life

There is no such thing as fair

We are what life

Made us

And in its image

We do dwell

Here on Earth

Not in hell

Unless it is...

Wouldn’t that be

Something to die for

Give me hope

Not soap on a rope

It is a noose

That will leave you

With clean hands

Take out the old guard

Pay for their sins

On a gold card

Try not to laugh

As you sacrifice

The fatted calf

On the altar of fairplay

A new one comes round

Every day

It is a fact

We lay blame

For all our ills

On the weak and the lame

Which now includes me

Go ahead

Make my day

Break me in half

To see

What I am

There is nothing to hide

The truth of this lies

On the inside

Break me open

It is easy to

Clear up the mess

The old folk make

If you sanitize

As you euthanize