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Unholy Boss
Unholy Boss
It was during the Pandemic of 2020,
when I heard a boss chewing out a worker.
“You’ve been coming in late…Lately”
“You check your phone too much, buddy”
“You drag your feet too much, after lunch.”
“You take too long when you get the stuff.”
“Your attitude has been terrible, man.”
“And that’s why I have to make rules for everyone.”
He says this while working during a shut d...
Sunday 19th April 2020 5:57 pm
House of Giants
House of Giants
Through houses of Giants,
we crawl on our knees.
We slave for our feed,
and all of our need.
They have framed our life,
till the day we die
Through their house, we fly,
work, and drive.
Their bones corrupt us,
surround us, and stink.
Every word is no.
Every sign is stop.
Everything is wait.
I’m gonna escape.
I will find a way.
I will be free.
T...
Wednesday 8th April 2020 4:34 pm
I Hate Lying
I Hate Lying
I hate lying;
it’s a weakness.
It shows a truth;
that others rule me.
If I have to lie;
it’s to avoid pain,
discomfort, and shame.
To make you feel good.
Slaves lie to the boss;
to save their lifeline.
But, to hell with him,
and his profit.
I live my life,
to never lie.
My freedom dies,
under your rules.
If I must lie,
you won’t be near.
I love to be ...
Tuesday 31st March 2020 6:03 pm
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