the course is set
our houses we never left
by the new 'elite'
the globe is going, somewhere steep
to new things achieve
by the mind of the rich and grim
and so make our world spin
with tricks and riddles
burocracy and deals
no mind attached
only money to fetch
corruption and robbery
seen on the media only by poverty
society's paths can all be tracked
but we've all got to act

Myind

my mind is a cluster
of trash and blunders
but I always remember
my way around her.
in there I need a key
to get out or get in...
either way it's always fun to stay.