Everyone is wearing masks these days
But actually the masks are all off
And the ugly faces are being revealed
The chasm between
The haves and the have-nots
Is being further widened
The poor who have no belts
Will have to tighten them
The fat cats will purr
At the government handouts to
Those too big to fail
So many fault lines
So many fissures
So many fractures
One wonders
Will the poor just fall through the cracks?
Will our country just fall apart?
Or, given the immense labour pains
Will something new be born?