The bread is gone,
Gone from the hungry,
Gone from the widow and the poor,
Gone from the old, the sick and the young,
Into the mouths of the corpulent,
Into the gullets of the greedy,
Into the guts of the selfish.

The bread is gone,
Because charity became an obscenity,
Because society chose hate and hostility,
Because the poor became the enemy,
Lost to the money lender,
Lost to the crazy spender,
Lost to the sly thief.

The bread is gone,
We bet on the wrong horse,
We gambled against the house’s odds,
We threw away our children’s tomorrows.
While a few gather in the chips,
While a few build their palaces,
While a few tread on our necks.

The bread is gone,
Our banks are empty shells,
Our police war against us, and beat us,
Our prisons are full of the innocent, the lost, and the broken,
For we have rejected the truth,
For we have hated another,
For we have lost our way.

The bread is gone?