"THE CUSTOMER!"

MR. CUSTOMER!  Who do you think you are?  MR. CUSTOMER!  Fifteen minutes of fame  is but slow glowing flame!  No matter what you do there  is always some one to blame,  Born, raised and lived life  from outside looking in at  worlds daily game! YOUR  THE CUSTOMER!    No matter what you achieve  or what you wear on sleeve,  All crippled up but down at  social security you are still  considered Steve Reeves!  Don't know from pain but  "reps" from denying can  not refrain. All aboard for  those that can, get on next  success train! Wanting to get  top by using a plane, want life  without living with insane!  Looking out on masses like YOU  had only brain, to keep job all  compassion has been drained!  Your no longer a VETERAN or  account holder at the bank, you  are but THE CUSTOMER!    In morning mirror see face,  others only see color or race!  AGE OF TRANSPARENCY!  WHAT A JOKE! JUST ONE  MORE WAY TO ADJUST  THE YOKE! REMEMBER  WHEN YOU WERE ......        Barry McChangky