i am a hard worker, its all my father saw
it is what made him who he is
tired, sick, and aimless, missing teeth,
and clenching jaws
in wheezing gasps, the mantra
new words for eldritch llaws
obedience is painless
don't read the writings on the walls
do it right the first time
seconds never tolerated
keep your protestations silenced
loyalty's accomadated
bloody mouth or blind compliance
outcomes grant exoneration
callings only for the chosen
you don't get one till you make it
my father made it out alive
though, he had to rush the end
i'm almost at my fathers age
when he felt the scourge of men
heart breaking into violence
early graves for wages sins
but he made it to his deathbead
frail and broken, trapped again
how i hate the shape of tuesday,
outside of mondays fog
the week in sharp relief
pythons crushing family dogs
infinity loops eternal
free time comes at a loss
your money is your life
if you want mercy, be the boss
burning joints and broken backs
a hunch for all you've lost
and when you're past your limits
they'll bury you in cost
my grandma carries eons
but she wears them on her well
septuagenarian min maxer
pained expressions are her tell
fear of falling,
and what's after
'cause the floor for her is hell
bruising paper flesh for food
an ugly, wicked spell
making jobs to do the reason
we don't stop when oceans swell
yellow houses kept their lights on
until the levies fell
count the tills before you leave here
to show that you don't steal
they called us all essential
so we'd die for dollar deals
to break for elseone's love, i'm told,
to sacrifice and save
let the children know this often
how you've suffered in their name
so that they know you love them
and that life is but a game
played by betters, high in towers
magnate money, power, fame
tell them all their grandma gave them
and of the power of the flame
so,
when flooding shores eat all we know
they'll know that we're to blame

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