Hey I heard
a rumble
deep down
beyond
the throat
and the heart
a resistance
beyond
the rationale
and the art
of pretentding
and disguising
and everyday living
And taxi calling
from the pool
and justifying
modern slavery
by
making bucks
and the repetition
of history
cause it’s their
turn
Through
history
we’d learn
that a skeletal man
lifting a brick
enforces a plan
of the whit
of a child
with the pocket money
of people in fairy tales
to build repetition
I am sad
and you?