Serf in U.S.A.

Bloated husk of fleshy steel lingers heavy still
Spokes within a rusted wheel unknowingly give their will
To the plod whose weight they'll feel when the load is spilled

Your life has been stolen but you do not even know
Collective pustule swollen, under pressure must explode
Systemic function broken, by our own hands erode

From first light, choked with doubt
Until life's flame dies out



Credits
Writer(s): Matt Close
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