Middle Man

I fund the wars I feed the whores I insure the poor, I am the question of whats that for,But if I look the wrong way,if I complain,I'll be buried in the shit like I'm from the bottom of the pit,I'm just a little sick of it.I'm middle class,middle age middle minded,to old for rage.I'm the middle man on the middle page forever prisoner in the middle cage.Too old to run,no desire to kill only know how to get my fill of crap and loss,I cover any cost for anybody and everything.I can no longer sustain the painful mundane existence without any resistance.just a plan to take a stand and speak my piece while I still can.Then I'll sit back down and wallow in the shit thats still all around.Tired of living mediocrity living a hypocracy you don't know me,endurance perseverance never a move without proper clearance.Just one time just one rhyme ,just say no, stop the flow and then tell them all where to go just one time...