Wretches and Rulers

Folder: 
Society

In a world of

corporate ladders

and glass ceilings

and autonomous machines

there is nowhere left

for us little people

 

The clerks.

The salespeople.

The assistants.

The secretaries.

 

The lowly ones

at the bottom rung of society.

 

They’ve taken our jobs,

our homes,

our children

or very welfare.

 

A whole planet

corrupted by crooked ideals,

fanciful fallacies

of dreams come true

and happily ever after.

 

There is no light

at the end of the tunnel,

no pot of gold

at the end of the rainbow.

 

Just a grave

in which to lie

along with your

dreams that never came true

and your unhappily ever after.

 

A reality we’ve all

been hiding from

because the media

promises lies of fulfillment.

 

This life has nothing to offer.

Don’t lose heart though.

Live for something beyond here.

 

Dream of a place

with castles and crowns,

a heaven that could

never compete with this.

Rewrite 2012

In a world of
corporate ladders
and glass ceilings
and autonomous machines,
there is nowhere left
for us little people.

The clerks.
The salespeople.
The assistants.
The secretaries.

The lowly ones
at the bottom rung of society.

They’ve taken our jobs,
our homes,
our children
or very welfare.

A whole planet
corrupted by crooked ideals,
fanciful fallacies
of dreams coming true
and fairy tales.

There is no light
at the end of the tunnel,
no pot of gold
at the end of the rainbow.

Just a grave
in which to lie
along with your
dreams that never came true
and your unhappily ever after.

A reality we’ve all
been hiding from
because the media
promises lives of fulfillment.

This life has nothing to offer.
Don’t lose heart though.
Live for something beyond here.

Dream of a place
with castles and crowns,
a heaven that could
never compete with this.

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