We do it for the greater good

Stretched out
And fucking used up
Wrinkled
And out of luck
Lost your
Gift for the chatter fella
Lost your place
Lost the pace
Lost the crowd to see your face

Ripe cunt
You talk a good one
Loudmouth
You’re never done
Fuck off
Nobody asked you
Righteously belligerent
No one cares what you don’t do

Single body part
Humans end and start
Bleeding matriarch
With a bleeding heart
Flowers grown in floods
Things you never could
Silence if you should
For the greater good

No more time to play
Pleasantry foray
Spare me anyway
All you got to say

Sanctimonious
Pipe it up you must
For your sisterhood
For the greater good