We have entered the house and
stolen all the treasure away,
not with violence but with stealth
in the cause of building the riches
that the young will never see.

We who came from nothing and
bequeath a legacy of nothing have
robbed the young of the future that
they seek but will not have, for we
have taken the gift of promise
and wrenched it from their hands.

Investment, gains we call it, and it
sounds like a right, feels fair, for
hard work has paid its due and now
it is time to cash in, but the young are
on the outside looking in, pressed
against a window and gazing at
what can never, ever, be theirs.

 

18/4/2026