Dreams of tomorrow

Tomorrow was what we hold
Hoping for change to come
In glad tidings
Setting the preset to prosperity
Denning the corrupt from indulging

For all this was just reverie
For infested was the system
Distorting the dreams of the future
As elusive were the prospects
For tomorrow wasn't ours

For poverty were all we swallow
Dreams were all we afford
As our sweat build empires of the elite
Destroying the legacy of the just
To wallow in sorrow