The Work

"The Work" swallowed in hypocrisy, Drowned in a sea of bureaucracy, 
No sail can be filled with theology, 
As truth is deemed mythology.

All I ever wanted to do was help my fellow man,
But now the downtrodden are getting their best outcomes just shaking a can.

Addicts die and all close cry, 
But treatment on demand would keep the living on the right side.

Oh, that poor man living outside with so many voices in his head, 
He is eligible for everything but a long term bed.

How you going to pay for these needs? Give me a break! 
You paid these needs! 
The worker can't work
Teacher can't teach, 
Cops can't police.

I will tell you how to get it done, 
Let the people work
Do their jobs!
They don't need five layers of government Budgetary fog! 
They actually like working,
Many find it fun, 
That is the end of my rant!!! 
I am done!

Don Boucher