scraps

chew on scraps they throw you
and do the things they tell you;
there's a reason, they'll sure show you,
why they chop you up and sell you.

they count you up then split you
and say you're different from each other;
guess that's ok - if they don't hit you
there's no reason you should bother.

relax, let someone else decide
after you have given them your mandate.
sit back and just let it slide,
there is no reason to debate.

chew on scraps they throw you
and do the things they tell you;
there's a reason, they'll sure show you,
why they chop you up and sell you.

feed on scraps and live by scraps
and be happy not to bother;
sit back, watch the world collapse,
content you're not the author.