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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