Back in the day I burned loquacious at welfare’s fair hearings
But soon I learned that when you went to your worker you only speak when you’re spoken to
Everything will be held against you
And twice more if you’re white
You’ll be accountable for every damn penny you didn’t spend
How dare you go to Columbia University on our money
You’ll see white bitch hoe
Now I'm at the welfare center again
I’m still the only white one there
thank god it’s not for me I wait here
I watch as everyone demands entitlements
They have their appointments - will not leave with disappointment
The brothers and sisters and me we see others get special treatment
waiting on names and numbers to be called
Liars - they say first come first served but everything seems stalled
I want mine and I want it now - Latinos and Blacks uprising.
The guards are watchful but do nothing
Those who yell loudest – their workers came out and usher them through glass doors to get what’s theirs
they come back smiling
After that it didn’t quiet down till the room emptied out
After they all got what was coming to them
I wish it had been like that for me
I fought at so many fair hearings
To get my claims accepted back in the day
Each time I recertified they cut my food stamps to zero
If you’re white you get less
if you’re Jewish it’s double less because you know all those jews are rich they don’t come from any Warsaw ghettos and it’s a damn lie any of them were killed in any fucking holocaust
those kikes are Fucking Christ killers is what they are
heard it all my life
A voice inside my head
Each way I turn
Sometimes I forget who I am
And it all comes rushing home like a river overflowing with leaves silt memories
Someone will bring it home to me no matter how long I live
Ladies and Gentlemen: we’ve gone back in time to the 60’s – prejudice crackles like fire in the air.
We need to get our heads turned back to the streets to take back what’s rightfully ours
We need we need we need – medical care money a place to live and survive
So sad - right back at you with the blues tonight
If we really lived in a fair world, we could all survive by trading in our time and talent in exchange for life's essentials. Then we wouldn't have to hold our hands out to anybody, and our expenditure would be a strictly private matter. When I was a kid, I used to think that was the way the world worked. It still feels as if it ought to.
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