-Sometimes we reach our “destination ” only to find out that it wasn’t what you expected- Distorted views from the 27th floor
Are we really just trapped in
windows that depict freedom
That give way to assembly lines
that assemble minds?
If so I promise to never allow them to
except for the first and 15th.
The box in which we mime searching for
scraps, pennies and dimes.
We can see the sunlight through this
glass ceiling we hate but the 1st and
15th seem so appealing.
I too fall slave to the man made
machine which pumps out green
so we focus on this and nothing in
Remember thinking that a salary from
work would determine my worth;
now I understand what my cousin meant when he told me “work is work”.
Without purpose we earn more, but remain poor under the surface
due to the lack of an intrinsic foundation;
out of seven days we only find freedom on two.