WORKERS MANTRA-

work is a drug
work is self abuse,
worse than any anorexic
work stifles the self,
                                in pursuit of what?

what makes you think pictures of assholes interest me in the slightest?

work is a maschistic pursuit of future freedom
what about now?

for a chance to never work again i drearily trudge to work each day
boarding trains with souless, unsmiling zombies
the workforce
the work farce
work for yourself, not others
if stuck in a system exploit the flaws
find the soft spot
be the sand that grinds the machine to a halt
be a predator
the man you see smiling and seeming to comply is just waiting for the signal
a predator
the smile is the bait
if you are lucky i will grab a tube of lube when the tables turn
i spit the bit
refuse to do idiotic things
i have a black belt in fucking shit up
as a courtesy i havent yet
im waiting for you to really fuck up
so i can pursue my own dreams whatever they are