Wax and Paper

I'll light a candle for the light that you have lost,

and though I know it's not enough, see the cost

of living is to die-the cost of breathing is to try,

the cost of trying is to fail-I mean you well...

We bought much more than we could ever hope to sell,

too naive to know our value, jaded retail

taylored by wealth, though consistently weathered by health,

In pursuit of the dollars we found collars.

I'll light a candle for a nation lost in corporation,

the wax that trickles down takes form in the brass.

Our God given utopia forfeit by indignation,

Our manmade monoliths crumbling for our crass.

I'll light a candle for this race that lost their way,

still, the wax will evaporate, conglomerate,

edified by every crack that dries in our trickling track,

we harden once obscure, for this brass is secure.

I'll light a candle for a nation lost in corporation,

the wax that trickles down takes form in the brass.

Our God given utopia forfeit by indignation,

Our manmade monoliths crumbling for our crass.

I'll light a candle...

Author's Note

Sorry, I have this chain of songs I wrote that for the time being at least are scrapped, so I figured I'd put them here at least...