Silent nights and holy mornings
Changes come without warning
The illusion of stability and civility
Under that a brewing hostility
Financially brought about to humility
The value on cattle had started to rattle
Moo-ings and murmurings ignored by the king
Brought with it more time to let your heart sing
Not forced to be in the ring
What if this became the new thing?
All the unemployed boys rejoice?
The girls too come unglued
Repurposed for a different plow
Too early to say when things will go pow
Remember only you can dismember your fears
Our life given in moments not years
Even without stability there for us is utility
Get creative in finding it now
Nevermind the corrupt call us cows
Leave the bitch and moan and work on your vows
Awethentic 