Rhythmic Beeps & Bloodstained Sheets

Eugene S.

Does a corporation live?
Is it not a death
enveloping the whole world?

Yes, you can make your own stand
on the ground you have,
under the tread of your feet.

But do you truly understand?
Ascertain their mindless needs, as
slowly, their greed makes them bleed.
Their bloated vision exceeds
any form of decency - of sobriety.
Really, they are already dead.
Dead, I say - dead to responsibility.

Did I say, "You can be free!"?
It's really easy.
End your reliance, sucede!

You can be what you should be
On your holy ground
under an open sky, free.

Because of that, you will no longer need
anything they could ever provide you with,
supply you with, bribe you with - their money.
To be free of that is what makes them dead,
and dead they will be, free you will be.
Relying no more on their slavery.
Dying no more with them - under penalty.

Does a corporation live?
Is it not a death
enveloping your whole world?

  • Author: Eugene S. (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 7th, 2023 05:23
  • Category: Unclassified
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