To All the Jared Kushners of the World
To all the Jared Kushners of the world and all the money that you own
You who look at us with such indifference, sitting upon your throne
From which you collect all the rent from your subjects in all the most gentrified towns
Regardless of whether a global pandemic have forced us to shut everything down
To all the Jared Kushners of the world for whom the ceiling is the sky
For you, life comes so easy, inherited from birth, why would you ever ask why
Do you think you earned it all, it’s up to you how much you charge, it’s all yours to keep
Would you climb any mountain of corpses no matter how slippery, no matter how steep
To all the Jared Kushners of the world, is your appetite ever met
At what point do you ever wonder just how fucked you can make things get?
Before it’s bad enough that even you and your investors can see the whole thing’s gonna fall
Just how top-heavy can an icon be before it can’t stand up at all
To all the Jared Kushners of the world, how do expect things will transpire
When all your filings are enforced and the moratorium expires
Do you envision a neat row of U-Haul trucks, tenants all packed up to leave
Their homes – your businesses — their neighborhoods, their cemeteries, where they used to go to grieve
To all the Jared Kushners of the world and all your ill-begotten gains
You who sit comfortably in your limousine ignoring all the blood stains
Have you seen this movie before? Was it good? What’s your favorite scene?
Mine’s when they take off the blindfold and the king meets his guillotine
To all the Jared Kushners of the world