Poetry
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Trapped & Alone
Of course you feel so trapped and alone
It’s the only life you’ve ever known
It’s impossible to see what you’ve never been shown
Impossible to think when your life’s on loan
Forced to become what you should’ve outgrown
No true role model other than those
In your home
The actions taken now your future will atone
Already you are regretting the seeds you have sown
Already you are wondering if your mind is your own
Acutely aware of how you act the drone
Just another hapless soul addicted to their phone
Just another underpaid overworked useless clone
You know it’s not enough just to sit and bemoan
Your slavery to capitalism or how the algorithm has you prone
Or how you waste everyday dreaming of the unknown
Losing yourself in the fantasies you’ll forever postpone
Following the leaders you should have overthrown
Following the narrative spoken in that safe monotone
How easy it is to comply to accept and condone
To just go on feeling trapped and alone
This poem is from the book Wage Slave, The Unpaid Overtime Edition
Modern Day Peasants
You
and I
Are just
Modern day
Peasants
Convinced
By capitalism
To needlessly want
Controlled
By inflation
To pointlessly save
Coerced
By religion
To endlessly argue
The farm
Replaced by a cubicle
The hoe
Replaced by a chair
The grime
Replaced by paperwork
We
Are trapped
Idolizing
Those who escaped
The trap
The very system they now uphold
We devour news
As if we
Have any power
To act on it
Believing
That if we at least know
We will somehow survive
The next apocalypse
Our rulers say
They are protecting us from
We pretend
That the weekend is life
And that our work
Has meaning
We pretend
That we have fulfilled
The dreams
Of our childhood
We pretend
Because if we don’t
We will realize
We are
Modern day peasants
This poem is from the book, A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken
capitalistic desire
here’s to the capitalistic desire
to sacrifice our lives
in order to have the
most fancy coffin
just to flex on
our friends
that we didn’t have time for
and to afford a headstone
chiselled with a quote
espousing the value
of hard work
and dedication
to something beyond ourselves
that no one will read