Where do we go from here? What’s the next move?

Is socialism dead, too expensive?

We all know life is cheap, and that’s the truth

Money falls through it rather like a sieve

No, we don’t want to pay for them to live

Let them all die if they can’t feed themselves

Let babies cry as flies crawl, spiders weave

On faces in poor places; help ourselves

To cheap food from their land upon our shelves

And if it costs too much, we shall remove

The party we elected, though we give

A penny here and there out of our wealth

We’re good Samaritans, and there’s the proof

But there’s only so much that we can give