Working, these bodies unconscious, all slaving for a lifetime with nothing to show
Hours injected, with years invested, for these martyrs with a dying wage-death wage. Alive-yet lifeless
Tired of breathing, tired of living, tired of slaving, alive-
Yet lifeless! Tired of breathing, tired of living, tired of slaving, born-dead new world slaves
Dying for notions of progress, a manufactured caste of actors displayed demands rejected, the bosses connected, in this inbred power play- death play

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