Poor man's Karl Marx

I will thrive on the barriers of poverty in the loss of perfection in the drowning of a land of vice. I think that god is punishing sinners these days, or at least the punishment has been heaped upon me with furious wrath and great anger pod of loneliness and despair have whittled down my coolness number to zero. I will refuse to be beaten down by the sword of tyranny and will live throughout lies of the most opinionated. Conjunction-junction what's your function...I want to be me again after a period of loosing my religion, cliches abound tonight just like the man trying to keep me down...Stupid motorbike-man