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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required We were told at a young age, capitalism is long-term better Got the short end of the slave trade, now everyday I’m feeling fetter Working the industrial fields, come rain or shine Breathing factory fumes that kill, half-life expectancy was the pyramid pay for toiling overtime Blue shirts keep giving us eclipse hearts the undertaker blues Blue steel love sending to the black veils more barrel bad news Shooting galleries on display on the downtrodden side of the stacks Hopelessness is the drug that provides the fleeting freedom we daily lack We were told at a very tender age, capitalism is so much better Got the debtor deal of the slave trade, now everyday I’m feeling fetter Heard whispers of an emancipation given many moons ago But invisible chains left us shackled to the market ebb and flow Unpaid wages of labor lends unto itself plenty of poverty pain to promissory borrow Practice hate thy neighbor, preach usury stealth Ivory towers never expect a darker tomorrow Bred to be sold like cattle head, let the coin decide the cull Oh how the runaways be ballot led to the anchored end of the hull We were taught at a garden paradise age, capitalism is Adam splitter better Got the chain reaction part of the slave trade, seems everyday I’m feeling fetter Waves and waves of tears fall to the barren ground of our captivity An aching need for amnesia to heal our collective bound memories Harrowing echoes of the plight of the damned cascade across the ocean of time Doors of opportunity always bar code slammed, our genetic number wasn’t prime This telltale sin was mercantile written on our unlit skin Degradation was the scarlet letter given to our kin We were told at an innocent age, pure capitalism is soul profitable better Yet, we got the least end of the slave trade, and every hollow day I’m feeling fetter 07-22-21
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