Deep Shit

Well
lord knows
that high hopes
can haunt folks
like old ghosts
with torn clothes
and slit throats
cuz shit floats
and grows roots
and taints votes
and bears fruit

it takes notes
and stains boots
and slows boats
and recruits
from turncoats
in plain suits
to show hosts
that play flutes

it works hard
and pays bills
and counts cards
and takes pills

it stands tall
but can't run
from curve balls
and bad lungs
to crank calls
and hair buns

It's tears fall
when rain comes

it spoils all
and spares
none.

~Longshaft