If I was happy I'd say so

In the rain, thoughts could go either way
falling to the flood
evading the very needs that can but pray
the prolepsis of clouded storm
he, of glaven vocal dribs and drabs
well-fed beyond my compo-ration
an empty plate of eaten coadjutorship
digested by one without the other
the devitalising misappropriation of funds
three courses to none
I'll sacrifice almost all the food
pass on golden riches
stand aside from gluttony
yet, my spine may regain poise
standing in spurning opposition
to these misbegotten injustices
poisoning the salt of the earth
feeding the bones on oven-ready beds
blood may be spilled, and it's ours
a testament to life and deep pique
our faces have been forgotten
in place of their wage-enabling Riviera escapades
yet each rivulet within us
under nature's replenishing rains
will rise to a septuple torrent
and storm their dehumanising regime!

written by lauren6