One-Eyed

Kill this channel - it needs to be switched I offer a vendetta in exchange For a split second to blink In exchange for A split second to blink Dragged from view So no split second to blink Hide the hovels Give not a split second to blink Kill this channel - less for more Lifestyle stink I spread out saved silver In exchange for the broken spirits Toward whom I won't blink I stockpile for the impending... What? But who's paying? Who is paying? But who's paying Lift the lid and it dawns - who's paying? Bereft, desperate, the belittled The devalued to no value - they are paying Should stoop ever lower Bow and scrape - they are paying So take a split second to know That abolition didn't lift them Off their knees From plantation, transplantation Behind suburban curtains The upshot of their exertions A vacuum-packed ambivalence Get them off their knees!