Troglodytes’ invasion

 
How to survive, believe, stay strong,
When all around the world
Is cruel, tricky, unfair and wrong,
And everybody only dreams of gold?
 
No one believes in poetry, at all in art!
They’d better take a thousand useless items.
And then these slaves just scream and fart
About how their staff is splendid, priceless.
 
The problem is they do not realize
That all they get is an addiction.
Most goods are at a very low price,
But men don’t want to break this fiction.
 
How to create, develop, live
Among uneducated, dark, troglodyte jerks?
A poet, artist and musician’s treated like a thief.
He’s forced just to exist and take art killing jobs.