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inheritance

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 levees 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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