Space for Rent

Life for rent
Huge neon signs
Lamenting softly
One dollar, two dollars, nine dollars spent
And not one extra red cent

That’s how life works
The rich, the poor, the middle class whores
As we climb the ladder of nevermore
All intent on making spaces
Never just content with taking in faces

Into the silver sea one must dive
Covered with ash, soot and grime
Everything is for rent
Your soul, your love, your time
Don’t tell me it’s for naught

Greenbacks attack your Bimmer or Benz
Clawing at those Christian Dior lens
Trading up makes the world go ’round
Does charity begin, does it make a sound
When is wealth truly a friend

Are we bound and tethered
To that space on the ground
Flapping, fluttering and flying
Do your feet get off the ground
If they are constantly bound

Now, later, alligator
Shackled, bound and tied
Have they not the clarity to see
When will it be
That the world stops renting me