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Sep 2015
Labor and labor,
Stay away from your neighbor
For they can teach you right

Grind and twist
While you stand and mix
The scattered world of spit and bricks

Gaya's dead
And we hang by a thread
Hoping for a hand

But the hand was there
And it seems unfair
Though we gnawed and chewed and scamed

Now we drink our wine
As we strip the grapevine
For more, and truth the same

But know you cannot fathom
The nature of the atom
So what do you know at all?

Though you claw and scream
On the freshly tiled stream
Hoping that you'll arrive

To the bodhi tree
Or the bodhi sea
Where Adam's apple derives

But mix and mix
That sweat and ****
For the nonexistent dollar

There, you'll search and search
In every book and church
At least you were a scholar


Though value has left
Upon the swollen scarlet chest
Of the robin that gave you all

So dance and bleed
Exhibit your greed
Knowing this is just a brawl

Until you cut the cord
Mount the cosmic surfboard
And land upon thyself

To live and love
What's below and above
A concept sly with stealth

But you'll work and work
As you barley lurk
Outside the stadium of "it"

Here, you will look with wonder
The cause of mans plunder
While you mix the bricks and spit
Nicholas Foster
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