Renegotiations

evenwheniLie

 

 

 

 

……..Tired of saying I’m tired of this shit, maybe if I loosen my grip I could grab their whip, and backhand the pimp, turn the system into a simp, break out of this leather mask in America’s basement, no longer a gimp, that’s why I can see we’ve been moving like wimps, they think of us as chimps, back up into the trees and there go our position as temps, robotics, fiber optics and chips that’s damn near microscopic has ruled national topics in the news, it’s their way of being excused, we’re no longer their number one mule, they believe they’ve found a different kind of fuel.

  • Author: EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 27th, 2025 16:39
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    A lot of discontent shows in this poem. Tiered of being treated as a fool there seems to be a desire to overturn the system. Nicely written



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