Blow it the fuck up, blame the poor Sell the crater to a contractor Kick in the door, drag out the sick Declare the free market victory Bombs made from budgets Bullets made from spreadsheets Raze the hospital, shoot the nurses Privatize the fucking morgue. Inject fear, exploit chaos. Sign the fucking deal, loot the shelter. Cut the water. Shoot the survivors from helicopters. Aid is a weapon; policy is a plague. Orchestrated disasters, corpse management capitalism. Profiting off ruin No one screams