Work till you drop
no time to stop
fill your wallets with paper lies
that you can swap for merchandise
trade your life for a quick fix
a moment of escape from the conflicts
Consume, you're just another victim of the system
assume the role that they affix, ignore the symptoms
presume that what they say is right, never explore the whys
until the gloom fills the void and your left choking on the lies
Force fed the notion, that promotion is the only pathway
that to be worthy you must be wealthy, top of the hill come payday
that they only things that matter are golden geese
not the empty thoughts of hope and peace
love and open seas, lands where we can live free
these thoughts matter not, to the people that be
Slaves to the hive mind, paper purchases power
as the buzz of the unkind swarm surrounds by the hour
it stings when the cash cow runs dry
when golden bank notes are shown to be just paper lies
Thanks for reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.
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