Wedge

It doesn’t have to unless you want to work harder,
load that gun then aim for what’s far out of reach,
hold everything steady and don’t mind their change,
you own exactly as much as your imagination deems.

Worldly values are ranked only by your standards,
set to levels subtly in line with unintelligible barking,
of course smacking with that ever-present sneer,
located some place between laughable extremes.

Things ain’t nearly that desperate as you portray,
listen but don’t dare learn while your back is turned,
with your sorry seams stretched close to breaking,
as my teeth go on biting in deep to help them along.

Appears free to those begging for any morsel,
yet that already tiny plate keeps getting smaller,
if you also simply admitted the same in time,
maybe you could actually be worth considering.

Unlikely to occur except there are stranger happenings,
them pimples left more than merely scars on your body,
an entire invasion barricading to ever be properly tested,
not one answer for all of them dirty dishes served to us.

Life is supposed to be impotent when you preach the same,
don’t look for their cause as we ought to just stare straight ahead,
there ain’t one at fault or to blame until we’ve veered off course,
hog-tying about half of our emotions so losers can finally be proud.