Sipping Humanity Of Being
As the sun goes disappearing behind hills,
The shadow lengthening on earth
No one it seems have noticed
The truth that nature denudes
Revealing the task-master's cracking the whip
Remixing it with the diminishing movement of the hoe
And us, though woefully toiling back bent to break;
Our bodies systematically synchronize with the beat;
Dancing to bed with pregnancy and waking with the birth'
A generation of work to meal, meal to work beings, born
Who rising at down, are only able to sniff at breakfast
Whose luncheon item is programmed to an alarm
And supper they leave to the mercy of beat-up brains
Welcome to the phase of degrading capitalism
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