Can we of the slave race understand our plight?

Can we stand together before the corporate might?

Can we find a place where life’s more than “CONSUME”;

The mantra we’re taught as we leave the womb.

In a world where our ‘right’ is to work all day

and accept we must consume to earn our pay.

Is there a hope that this system will fold

and release the death grip it does now hold?

Is there a chance to re-find honest ways

or must we simply toil till the end of days?

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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