is it justice or just us? (the poor people's)

You've stolen my dreams
You cast me in hell
I whisper aloud
Who am I now
No flesh on my bones
No dreams in my head
In hell all alone
what was that I said
Mean with no feelings
Is this what you think
Well I feel and I cry
It's your thinking that's weak

You play God with my life
a bandit with my dreams
but sleep well in the night
It's you who is mean
Cast him in hell
that's what you said
His dreams I will sell
that Man is dead
In hell you say (Laura Schaller)
and don't even care
In hell I say
I'll see you there!

Bob Jenkens