There is enough for everyone, so why are some still poor? Who is it that these assemblymen are really working for? Not you, Of that you can be damn sure. The golden rule in a society of fools The gold owners make the rules, In this land of Oz, is it still called a nation of laws When the Congress works for crime bosses? Here’s a civics lesson: A fat cat digs his grubby little paws in his deep, deep pockets Buys a congressperson, gets his bill on the docket, Sits back and watches as his stock price skyrockets It’s that simple, really. You were nowhere in that equation They might not actively hate you, They just don’t even factor you in This system ain’t built for humanistic purposes It’s just an extraction machine. Seriously, that’s really, really all it is. They can launder their blood money with PR statements and advertising But that definitely doesn’t make it clean What you don’t know can hurt you, but the emperor is standing nakedly All the kids are saying it too When will we make a break between Our glorious future and tragic past? What today is just routine The people of tomorrow will blast As savagely and lavishly obscene I can’t be emphatic enough That things can change dramatically And although these times are tough We need to open our minds radically Social evolution ain’t easy It doesn’t happen automatically But if we approach it diplomatically, Openly, and undogmatically, We can transcend these prejudiced divisions Dogmatic hatred is an unintelligent prison It serves only to keep us all oppressed Are you still afraid to take the acid test? Get outside your comfort zone Don’t ignore the muffled moans Of your kindred who are in distress Be kind to strangers and the dispossessed Poor folks deserve better than payday loans Their pain should shake us to our bones They should have their grievances addressed It’s a true scandal from east to west In every city across the country Millions are going hungry Encampments are forming under bridges Perhaps it wasn’t their decisions Maybe it was the vicious system that does nothing but enriches Those who need it least of all, it’s ugly Some folks just have way too much money Maybe someday we’ll realize Profit is not our ally And all of this is structural Our ills are not just cultural We can design a better world if we wish to And leave all of this behind Don’t be like the sheepish who Let their neighbors be ghettoized It’s time to officially recognize That poverty is technically obsolete But the commons has been privatized Wall Street owns Main Street Undo that damage and decommercialize The fundamental necessities of life Without which no person can survive It’s time to finally find out what lies Beyond the horizon of imagination They wanted us to have for this nation Beyond the toxic cash fixation We need radical excessive wealth taxation And, yes, expropriation Of the resources being wasted On the whims of a corporation With no incentive to heal the community’s utter desolation Poverty is inherently violent And it’s time to put an end to it It’s a daunting project, yes, I know But that just means we must begin The future is approaching. Comprehend it Represent it Recommend it It’s up to all of us to mend it There is enough for everyone, so why are some still poor? Who is it that these assemblymen are really working for? 🎃 http://www.utopiancartography.com

Hands up, It’s a fucking robbery! All of their property was gotten improperly. The world runs on bribery And we call it a democracy? Who wrote these laws? Who’s got all the broccoli? Freedom as a commodity, it's a fucking crime, honestly. Extracting profits constantly fulfilling Marx's prophecy the rich get all the glory in the bourgeois allegory we need a moral inventory of this official story. It’s a spiritual poverty In useful idiots with historical amnesia; It’s a crude kind of malthusianism A mind-numbing anaesthesia. This scarcity is no necessity! It’s artificially induced! Poverty is political! It’s criminal how they hide the truth. Obscurantist gibberish From crooked men in suits, They use fear as a weapon Proliferating mass deceptions! Like Hitler at the podium Miseducating the public, Innocent people get hurt When the whole culture’s corrupt. This fact-finding mission Has provocative implications. It’s unsettling to realize We’re incentivizing predation! But if we stay distracted Obsessing over trivialities, Only asking, “What’s in it for me?” We’re doing a disservice to humanity. The so-called “free” market Is a counterproductive fantasy, A flagrantly unscientific Rationalization of apathy! The dynamics of domination, As mainstream as ignorance, White-collar slaves Drowning in their belligerence. I have awakened from my slumber, I see so that others may also see. What’s the horizon of hope? Can we ever get free? Liberation from the misery Of this vast exploited peasantry Beyond the false solutions And better living through chemistry. Be an instrument of history, Help the people win the future! Do it with love, do it with wit, Do it with vision, do it with humor. Stand up and be counted Among the big ideas crowd. Where there’s a will, there’s a way! We’ll get utopia, somehow. All these millennial activists Show no signs of giving up, And we never will, Until the whole world is fair & just! Join an art collective Or a reading group, The knowledge is abundant, No need to be out of the loop! Don’t neglect your mental resources, A mind’s a terrible thing to waste! Think for yourself! Dogma’s a tool of the klepto-state. 🎃 http://www.utopiancartography.com

the moral of the story is it’s gonna get gory unless we find another song to sing quit flossin whips and diamond rings & unhealthy obsessions with the finer things life is about more than that fuck packing gats and amassing fat stacks money over everything that shit is wack get mental wheels turnin’ flip the game back around see the underbelly know we've all been clowned this world’s got problems trouble surrounds don’t let them distract you while your kindreds drown this realitys a trip, man forced underground til the shit hits fans and thunder sounds will it take a catastrophe for us to finally see frauds unsustainable hidden by pageantry? the strategy of our malady is wrathfully banal we give a laugh factory & amnesty to cabals a cruel social order governed by scrooges crimes against humanity forgiven by stooges an exploited underclass placated by snoozes if we don’t say shit the whole world loses the future belongs to us not some ancient traditions forget fantasy lands it's material conditions! cuz i have my suspicions that if we state our positions sign our petitions & highlight the contradictions we'll have heavy collisions with powerful magicians but if we work together we can defeat these villains remember your convictions to manifest your visions speak clearly enough and the universe will listen 🎃 http://www.utopiancartography.com

it's a religion, i tell ya! the american dream, a pocket full of nickels and a revenue stream. nobody checks the stats on all the damage it brings nobody hears the facts about the savage schemes. it's a religion, i tell ya! athletic gladiators & ignorant commentators, lizard brain stimulators & belligerent legislators demanding you stand for an anthem that brags about stealing this land and planting our flags? it's a religion, i tell ya! we've been sold a bill of goods this is not real freedom, that dream is just a falsehood come on, you could see that if i could. we call this shit adulthood but we misunderstood. see, in this religion, it's all about buying stuff "he who has the most wins!" & it never is quite enough. them hamsters stay runnin in circles, afraid of waking up it's a fucking religion, i'm tellin you right now! like, wow, somewhere along the line we chose to allow straight up unchecked raw ego to where the heavy crown we worship narcissists & pathological liars selling church tickets don't think they conspire? it is a religion, i'm tellin ya! industry revolutionized & in the vacuum of god's death his invisible hand remained on earth to distribute our social wealth but we all know Santa doesn't bring his toys to the bad parts of town for the naughty boys ain't got shit? sorry, kid! there's a high price to pay for a life well-lived for those with the time no money to enjoy it for those with the money no time to enjoy it if economics were a science, we'd re-calibrate that imbalance, but even the suggestion of trying is treated like blasphemous malice it's a religion, i tell ya but in this one the rapture is real the end of capital, immanent, i know how i'm gonna feel 🎃 www.utopiancartography.com

Is life a commodity? Or a horizontal inheritance? It’s apparent their knowledge is ahead of their wisdom here. They’re not providing a real alternative vision. We need to rethink many things that we are very used to. Fuck everything you know! It’s different now. They said the wealth would trickle down, But is it true? How much evidence do we actually have for this? It turns out, not much! But life’s tough, ya better get used to it! There’s a lot of slop in these figures.. Anomalous shadows.. It’s survival of the slickest Paying liberal lip service To ameliorative remediation And preventative interventions. They’re poverty apologists Living well on ill-gotten gains. It’s a crude philosophy, A ponzi economy! The traditional limitations, Structures of oppression and domination, It’s all part of one big story, A lullaby for the treadmill life, Told to wage slaves in mental graves By fucking boy scouts! It’s more of a blinding concept than an illuminating one. A lot of it is just blocking and tackling in the culture war. There’s counterrevolutionary inertia And peripheral amusements, But the beauty is in the breakdown! Overthrow the old ways of thinking! Rebuild the broken temple! Reality asserts itself! Our meditative tranquility Must not ignore their class war crimes! The sociological imagination Is absolutely critical in these austere times.