The sun rises and wakes a morning yearning
Like corporate cattle cows to slaughter, we leave to earn our meals
The sun is now at its highest we eat, but our ears are burning
Whilst blunt babbling bosses bellow orders, to feed egotistical wheels
The sun is setting now, we crave our sleep, we're yawning
But lengthy long logs and lists amount, as time it likes to steal
We are now at our twilight, and the cracks are finally showing
Whilst our plundering pirate pathetic leaders, go eat their gluttonous meals.
Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 4:01 AM UTC
Calm is the sights and sounds of twilight and sunrise
Peaceful is the soaring eagle in flight above
Grateful is the blossoming flower receiving the morning dew
Joyful is the sound of children's laughter as they discover their world
Disappointment is when I turn on my television and all hope is lost
Feb 5, 2018
Feb 5, 2018 at 9:56 PM UTC