F. The system

Came to find it is rigged
An nobody cares
Only a few notice
An when you speak up
You are the conspiracy theorist
When did lifes theory conclude
Be rich get richer
Be poor and try not to die

Wheres Robin Hood
Wheres the communical hacker
In winter please give them jackets
In summer please share shelter

It's still the wild west
Finders keeps and world war
Taxes and fees that only exist
Because greed is a nasty b***h
An neither mens or womens or trans
It's about who can act greater
Who can fool
Who has the tools
Even if they are stolen or abused

We are just ants who have phases and fashions
We are just roaches who have to feed them
An we are under the chess board
Holding it up with all our might
Imagine if we all let go out once
Just imagine...

F**k the system.

Reviews

[Bootleg]

There is so many things wrong with this poem.

1:The title. If you're going to swear anyways, and on multiple occasions, just say the f*****g word! Just call it "F**k the System." for f***s sake mate!

2: The grammatical errors: your grammar is more broken than "the system" you speak of. Honestly mate, you're the first person I recommend to download Grammarly or some other spellcheck program.

3: What is rigged? Where is the proof that "the system" is rigged? What is the system!? You can't claim without evidence. You sound like a Karen now!

4: How much research did you do? This feels as if you had just opened Wikipedia and wrote what you see. It's blandly easy, too easy. Complicate it a little. Dig deeper down the rabbit hole.

Your third stanza isn't too bad. And neither is your fourth. Just fix the rest of it mate.

[Azsa Wild]

Thanks Bootleg, I don't always think before I write and my writing in itself isn't going to be sharp so beware of that. Definitely not a Karen but most certainly mentally ill. :) thanks for reading anyway