what makes the broke so sure that what's workin' is workin' for the broke?
Or
is what's workin'... workin' as intended?
Workin' As Intended
or
The Hymn of The Ain't Broke
It takes some thin' to exploit a pulpit with all the righteousness in the world
don't it?
But we got bills to pay
don't we?
So what if the hustle pays the bills!
No one is a saint
right?
&
It takes some thin' to profit from a stage with all the righteousness in the world
don't it?
But we got mouths to feed
don't we?
Who cares if the graft feeds mouths that gotta eat or starve!
No one is without flaw
right?
&
It takes some thin' to beguile each other with all the righteousness in the world
don't it?
But we gotta make it
don't we?
It don't matter if the fraud makes sweet victory of making it!
No one is the bearer of blame
right?
&
Though all the righteousness in the world is not wanting of we who bear no blame for our frauds, our grafts, our hustles
whilst all the mercy in the world is wanting of we who are not without flaw (as our grafts, our hustles, our frauds, bear witness, in truth)
of we whose hustles, whose frauds, whose grafts are no righteous act of no saint
(with all the righteousness in the world for all the money in the world)
what work of ours is workin' as intended by we who ain't broke?
More
(i)
It takes some thin' to accuse every one of lying, of deceit, of malice... except one's self
don't it?
(Excepting such witness of such self who is I, no? For:
if
the one accused of lying, of deceit, of malice, is I
then
it takes some thin' indeed to flout all the righteousness of the world (of 'So what?' and 'Who cares?' and 'It don't matter!', of course) not wanting of the ain't broke, whose hustle and whose graft and whose fraud is work that's workin' as intended
don't it?)
From Charlotte's Web:
Wilbur (who is some pig, no?): Isn't it great, that I articulate! Isn't it grand, that you can understand! I don't grunt, I don't oink, I don't even squeak or squawk! When I wanna say a some thin', I open up and talk!
(quote above and more from Charlotte's Web @ IMDb (note: corrections and minor modifications are mine)
Composed January 10, 2018. Revised and posted January 31, 2018.
Addendum
Ain't nothin' gonna change i'self.
Yet. With hands empty and heads bowed and feet rooted in motionlessness, here we are. Waiting. For someone else to lift the weight of the world! For someone else to right do! For someone else to be, oh, merciful!
After all. It is so much more thrilling to reign unbridled power unfettered, to be, oh, glory glory tyranny!
For how satisfying it 'tis! To write the rules yet flout the rules! To make the law yet be above the law! To judge yet assume immunity from judgment!
(With all the righteousness in the world! For all the money in the world!) Oh, ye' sirrah!
Truly. Why bear the weight of the world? Why do good? Why tolerate mercy? When the privilege, surely, the right, of Lords and Masters and Gods and Saviors, is, the honor of hypocrisy by which enacting intolerance is merciful and wrong doing is righteous and denying care is giving a damn for the inheritors of legacies of greed whose exploitation fuel, oh, tyrannies that uplift the world as if all its weight ain't nothin' but the hot air that's the hymn of the ain't broke!
And. Who. Spurns. That!
Much less, spurns that, to be, oh, broke broke!
(i)
It takes some thin' to accuse every one of lying, of deceit, of malice... except one's self
don't it?
(Excepting such witness of such self who is I, no? For:
if
the one accused of lying, of deceit, of malice, is I
then
it takes some thin' indeed to flout all the righteousness of the world (of 'So what?' and 'Who cares?' and 'It don't matter!', of course) not wanting of the ain't broke, whose hustle and whose graft and whose fraud is work that's workin' as intended
don't it?)
ain't the real in 'reality' (which is also, 'realty', really) shit? &chickenshit and &bullshit and &shitrollingdownhill, the &God'sHonestTruth is some shit.(ii)
From Charlotte's Web:
Wilbur (who is some pig, no?): Isn't it great, that I articulate! Isn't it grand, that you can understand! I don't grunt, I don't oink, I don't even squeak or squawk! When I wanna say a some thin', I open up and talk!
(quote above and more from Charlotte's Web @ IMDb (note: corrections and minor modifications are mine)
Speaking of &Perspective (tvfs), no?(iii)
Composed January 10, 2018. Revised and posted January 31, 2018.
&
Addendum
Ain't nothin' gonna change i'self.
Yet. With hands empty and heads bowed and feet rooted in motionlessness, here we are. Waiting. For someone else to lift the weight of the world! For someone else to right do! For someone else to be, oh, merciful!
After all. It is so much more thrilling to reign unbridled power unfettered, to be, oh, glory glory tyranny!
For how satisfying it 'tis! To write the rules yet flout the rules! To make the law yet be above the law! To judge yet assume immunity from judgment!
(With all the righteousness in the world! For all the money in the world!) Oh, ye' sirrah!
Truly. Why bear the weight of the world? Why do good? Why tolerate mercy? When the privilege, surely, the right, of Lords and Masters and Gods and Saviors, is, the honor of hypocrisy by which enacting intolerance is merciful and wrong doing is righteous and denying care is giving a damn for the inheritors of legacies of greed whose exploitation fuel, oh, tyrannies that uplift the world as if all its weight ain't nothin' but the hot air that's the hymn of the ain't broke!
And. Who. Spurns. That!
Much less, spurns that, to be, oh, broke broke!
Speaking of &Broken (tvfs), no?M
