Beep boop,
Fucked ya wife.
Beep boop,
Stole yah life,
Motha fucka,
Hop in the showers
Melt in the hot hot,
Beep boop,
Stole yo kids
In the trunk closed the lid
......
In this world of capitalism's grasp,
Where wealth is worshiped and morals lapse,
I stand at a crossroads, torn between two fates,
One that feeds the fire, and one that breaks the gates.
On the one hand, I am tempted by the lure of success,
To climb the corporate ladder and fulfill my own excess,
But on the other, I hear the call of a different way,
A path of purpose and meaning, not just chasing pay.
......
Make the grade, but pay a price
Walk the line with care
Seek reward, for effort spent
But leave some heart to spare
Keep the fires burning
And aim to succeed
In temporarily satiating
The pigs that come to feed.
......
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GOLD AND BLOOD
Mantis eyes magnetised her sister’s heart
felt its imprisoned glint of gold
willed it to enlarge into a
lotus leaf upon a sea
It floats on a lake of blood before
dawn turning hot burning blue
......
a joke mutates into propaganda.
a stone becomes a temple,
then a souvenir,
then,
a non fungible token.
a marxist theory while
sporing with
a capitalist theory
hardens into dogma,
then collapses under its own contradictions.
......
GOLD AND BLOOD
Mantis eyes magnetised her sister’s heart
felt its imprisoned glint of gold
willed it to enlarge into a
lotus leaf upon a sea
It floats on a lake of blood before
dawn turning hot burning blue
......
Beep boop,
Fucked ya wife.
Beep boop,
Stole yah life,
Motha fucka,
Hop in the showers
Melt in the hot hot,
Beep boop,
Stole yo kids
In the trunk closed the lid
......
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It's completely free,
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The world has been wonky lately,
Elephant donkey
With the hands of defeat being fed
To those without the money
To those perching,
You Are scummy
Hello organs,
When the world becomes mummy