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Soul-destroying,

demeaning,

life draining.

Work.

You do it because they pay you.

And in the current economic climate

you’re lucky to have a job, right?

So they say.

Thus they manipulate.

From childhood they’ve conditioned us

to do what’s best for the system.

They use, abuse and delude us.

Perpetual prostitutes,

morally destitute.

Bankrupt,

we sneer at sex workers,

nonetheless,

just like us,

everything’s corrupt.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

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“It’s OK,”

idiotically, we say,

“I’m used to people lying.”

Each and every day.

The scumbags seem to have won.

They see us as doormats.

The costs go up.

We are screwed.

More and more.

Compressed,

pressed,

depressed.

Something’s got to give.

Rusty spring’s hurting.

Come, the breaking point!

Anger and system uncoil,

selfishness overturn.

Come, the revolution!

Oppressors,

neighbors,

speculators,

managers

flee!

Then,

perchance,

liberty can breathe.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Of course,

she wants freedom,

it’s normal to aspire to such a dream.

She hikes west over mountains,

and through the forests and meadows of Tirol,

seeking.

But what does society ever actually allow?

Money in exchange for your labor (and soul).

Repression to add to your depression.

Regulation, restriction, constriction,

and not even the freedom to shit

when you want and/or need.

Meanwhile, in prison…

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

So, you proceed,

best intentions,

proactive.

And then the mechanism breaks.

So you look to fix it.

But it is way more complicated than necessary.

And your head spins, dizzy,

as you struggle,

valiantly,

in futility.

There is no end.

This is capitalism, alas,

and stupidity:

you’re meant to phone a “friend”.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

There was a window,

but it has shut.

Perhaps tomorrow,

perhaps tonight,

your time will be wasted.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat