Compassion Inc.

Billions are spent in the name of compassion — yet the tents keep multiplying and the help never arrives. This song is artistic commentary and opinion based on publicly available reporting. It is not intended to assert new factual allegations beyond that public record. This music was composed and produced with AI (Suno) using AI-guided lyrics developed with my input. Compassion Inc. [Intro] They call it compassion… Billions for mercy… Pennies on the street. [Verse 1] Tax checks signed in marble halls, funneled through the veil NGOs step in smiling, executives livin’ well Six-figure directors, bonuses carved from the stream While audit trails go silent and the numbers lose their dream California dropped twenty-four billion chasing the ghost Tents keep spreading wider, the reports collect dust the most Feeding Our Future — quarter billion for meals that never came Ghost kitchens ran the money while the fraudsters upgraded their game [Pre-Chorus] Money flows like water through a thousand leaky hands Consultants, admins, friendly donors making plans Rules left wide and blurry, easy for the wolves to feed A little circles back upstream to plant the next seed [Chorus] Compassion Inc., what a machine Money gets scrubbed, the hands stay clean Glass-tower mercy, paper-thin schemes How much hits the street? Damn near nothing at all Compassion Inc. — the grift rolls on Dependency’s the product, votes the bottom line Keep the cycle turning, everything’s just fine [Verse 2] Low-income families at the register pushing the same old cart Barely housed and barely whole, still trapped where they start Years roll on, the doctor bills climb higher every round Another pipeline opens wide — fresh cash flows underground NGO bosses pull strings from their gated compound view Revolving doors keep spinning with the connected crew Whistleblowers hit the wall when the ledgers start to scream Quiet falls like always — facts get buried in the dream [Pre-Chorus] They cry “more funding!” like the last wave disappeared Into mansions, leased fleets, and the friends they hold so dear The system’s not broken — it’s working just as designed Harvest broken people, keep the choir in line [Chorus] [Bridge] Where’s the help for the mother barely holding ground? For the father staring at the same dead-end town? Homeless billions buy more chaos, more tents on every street The machine keeps humming while the real ones take the shock It ain’t charity — it’s control dressed up in gloves Power wearing mercy like it’s something made of love [Final Chorus] Compassion Inc., tear the curtain down Billions in the pipeline, rotting on the ground From the NGOs to the fraud rings running free How much really helps? Ask the people on the street Compassion Inc. — the grift rolls on But the mirror’s cracking, and the spell is almost gone We see the cycle, we see the dark design Time to cut the pipeline — let the money reach the line [Outro] Compassion Inc… Where the poor stay poor… And the machine stays rich… We see it now… Lyrics, concepts, and curation © Ryan Flynn 2026. Audio generated with AI tool (Suno); some jurisdictions may not recognize copyright in AI-generated sound recordings.