They strip the skin off my back

A compassion free brain
Fur clogged and insane
An insolvent bitch
An impertinent pitch

A hubristic sod
Creating a rod
For her back
She does lack
An empathy for
The wild ones
Ignore

Their screams and their pain
Ignore
All the disdain
Ignore the cold shrieks of fear
The hatred she clearly
Shows here

My loathing, my nausea
For her for she
Is an ignorant bitch
Who now shouldn’t be
Selling her wares
On the back of those who
Were punished and plunged into woe
Just for you

Weeping and wailing
Lamenting their fate
Shedding their tears
At a terrible rate
Then tossed on the ground
To bleed out and die
And imagine their skin
On your back is now why

They bleed out they scream
So mercilessly
Because of your compassion free brain
Actually

Your arrogance madam
Your internet sales
Your balance sheet swells
But all else it fails