Steel catwalks high above I see
Components of this black factory
Down here in the sludge of society
Free from love or piety
What I see brings me no joy
Just the black tendrils of someone's ploy
high above on th' catwalks crawl
Enslaved beings afraid to fall
I laugh, and others smile
We who broke from rank and file
No longer are we bound and tied
No more a toy for those who lied
They look down at us, with their leering stare
Thinking they've the better fare
One day they'll realize its gone too long
Though they still will think it is not wrong
And so I heartlessly laugh away
Waiting for that fateful day
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Bit of an old one here, i lost it and so did not post it online, but i like it nonetheless
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shandies even lol
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i am sorry if i don't give a mad critique lol i have had a few shabdies
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