The Bottom of the Barrel

The only constant is change
Time is the dictator
And I am it's pawn
The sun on your skin

No tears for its setting
For it's reborn at dawn

A penny for your thoughts
Is fairly short handed
Barter the prices
And make a deal

No tears for the item lost
For this cash is our meal

I have nothing left to say
Its probably for the best
As I have no talent
I need my rest

No tears for this life or this world
For it is based around the best
And only the best.
The rich.
Keep the Power.
At the expense of this world.