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Jan 2018
I woke up to go to work
To make my boss rich,
To make him make his boss rich,
To have the biggest boss making government rich,
To help the government train soldiers,
To have them fight with other soldiers,
To collect all the tears their families drop,
I thought, eating my breakfast.
Sipping my tea that I made,
From tears.
I wrote this a while ago when I was making a project about capitalism. It worked, I guess! :)
Originally mine. Translated from Turkish and wow! This is way better than the original.
Written by
Doruk  20/M/Turkey
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