Note To Self

Note to self

Hello little posh boy, you can brag with a smile,
How youve just moved, just off the murder mile,
Be proud of your gap year, building wells, building schools,
And you brought back those fabrics,
So random, well cool!
Now you sit in new cafes, tea and broiche 5 pounds,
Youre right next to an estate, but youve no common ground,
Youre like Marie Antoinette, youre the one eating cake,
Ignorant to what might put your neighbours on the take,
Gentrify the jungle, will
It help? i doubt it?
Stop fetishising poverty, and do something about it,
Its the same with the brands which you deride to be funny,
But when they ask you to work, youre all 'show me the money'.
You bite the hand that feeds you, just not hard enough.
You sorta leave a bite mark just to show them that your tough
Stop.
Your principals are all talk.
Do some ethics exercise, get the strength to do the walk.