Break my fingers and let them hang off the bone
as this world is turning I am the one turning it.
I am the one hammering the stars and igniting the dirt
giving life to the lifeless, breathing air into those lungs.
Work is all I have to give
life is just a conduit
a sweatshop.
Do not be angry at this
for it is better to be the hammer
than it is
to be the star.