Work
The sun streamed in through the curtained window
shedding light on patches of gloom in all corners of the building
That was built for the strict purpose of providing
compensated activity for all who wished monetary gain
To supply their needs housing and vices that come with
the never ending drudgery
Which profited the great machine of endless production
The machine who took grunts, chewed them up and spit
out the detritus after years of slaving for a mere pittance
All done to bestow employment upon the drones.
© Phil Renaud 2015
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