Undeserved Prize

Wretches give us back our money
money for which we've toiled so hard
hard are all our arduous burdens
burdens you deign to charge us with

With spite, with malice so true to form
form your venomous bile
bile from deep inside your hearts
hearts of blackness, putrid and vile

Vile we cry as our wages freeze
freeze while all other prices rise
rise like your incomes you brashly buy
buy with our paychecks, your undeserved prize