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!