Dear bottom of the sea aliens, for lack of will to think of a proper noun
It's me, Danie, one of the many earthling mammalians (it's okay — y'all can frown)
But I swear I write in peace, just not peacefully — there's a lot in the air, looming
Way up here, things are not looking so hot — Up here tempers are forever fuming

But ya, how’s everything going down there? — Through autumn did the climate remain fair?
Tell me, is the sea floor the place to be? — How's the quality of the bubbled air?
How's the economy? — Hope yours is booming! — One percent own our lion's share
The only boom we have up here to see is the daily genocidal barrage
I'll spare your eyes? — I won't include a waterproof evidentiary montage

Do y'all have just police down at those depths? — Do you even have any need for them?
From the west to the east shore — do y'all punish them with earth, those you have to condemn?

Do y'all have issues with inflation too? — How is property value? — How high's rent?
Is it immensely cheaper or do y'all pay a premium to live by a vent?

Speaking of inflation, do y'all bloat badly? — Is that why you rarely come a float?
Or...