what happens once the spark of consciousness disappears?
this thought was once one of my greatest fears
does a soul somehow disperse like vapour from deep within our ears
i've wondered about this for most of my years
and often discussed it with friends over beers
often i've had arguments that ended with tears
its so hard to exchange an opinion without getting jeers
people are too quick to ready their spears
or maybe most of us just have our heads up our rears
could common opinions help us connect with our peers?
is that why at opposition we aim our bandoliers?
so we can keep clean our own social spheres
from anything that might mess with our belief's gears
I fear to express myself, what if the wrong tribe hears?
and decide they don't like this noise and interfere

always remember to give one hundred and ten percent
the golden rule to ensure ones professional ascent
i've been told this repeatedly without asking what they really meant
does the world really expect me to give it my all until i am old and bent
when they only give me back just enough to cover my rent
am i the only one who feels so overwhelmingly discontent
no matter how much i give my earnings only once a year augment
and the thought of how small this raise will be leaves me in torment
so **** this society and the current establishment
i have a better idea for how my life should be spent
i have a place in mind where i'll never need another cent
one day i'll escape this place leaving the world wondering where i went