You keep showing up, talking head,
suit pockets weighed down with blood money,
Devil on your shoulder you’ve convinced yourself is God.

You think you’re hiding your disdain for us
behind empty eyes as you repeat your lying words of blame,
acting powerless when you’ve hoarded all the power,

your humanity so shrouded under the deceit
you weave to obscure what you’re really doing,
yet acts of cruelty you think you’ve cleverly
sold to us as responsibility reveal what lurks beneath.

Every day more of us see through your charade.
Every day more of us see we care about our neighbors more than you care for any of us.
Every day more of us see we have more in common with each other than we do with you.
Every day more of us see that you would not stand up to bullies when you had the chance
and now you’re one of them.

It seems you have forgotten there are so many more of us
than there will ever be of you.

Every day more of us see how powerful we are when we stand together in community.
Every day more of us see how joyful we are when we take care of each other.
Every day more of us see how bountiful life can be when we share instead of hoarding.
Every day more of us see how hopeful we are when we are working together to build a world
where we are all enough and have enough.

And we hope, some day, you may see it is so beautiful
that you will want to empty your pockets of what keeps you
separated from your own humanity,
cast off your shroud,
and join us.