Job For A Cowboy

The blameless are succumbing to the ravages of warfare built upon capital and greed,
The lords of corruption leave their people to rot in the gore-riddened streets of chaos.
Education, employment and health, all stolen from the hands that deteriorate at the flesh.
The slaving clench their fists pleading and praying for a redesigned future as they reach the brink of renouncement
Dreading to open the mouth and spill the words of loathing, for with this tongue will only bring execution