Transient Hamster Wheels.
Decimate the Boss!
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Perseverance to clock in to a prison,
All that grind just to walk in a slave…
All that energy for the risk you’d rather taken…
A forest exile is better than incarceration in a cave.
Think prodigious thoughts, live like a legend swerving risky lanes,
The average morbid Jack gets outclassed into obsoletion,
The Supernova extracts his due precious pieces for the pains!
Vascular rhythm
// poetry
The transient hamster wheel,
It’s a system squashing you as you bleed,
Inconspicuous societal abrasive razors skin-peel,
Superlative mental fatigue to pay heed.
This excruciatingly mundane journey,
I deduced, this knackering journey is the destination;
Polarised fatiguing rhythmic rat race,
The real occupation was mental pre-occupation!
Under the purview of a candy floss boss
A ever-shrinking giraffe stunting corporate maze;
A spineless sinuous cubicle graveyard,
Vegetative cumbersome corporate haze.
There’s smoke fuming from my ears,
My vascular eyes have salient red veins,
This vivid contraption of a ‘Bus of Birds’,
Fizzled out by routine constancy, hiking pains.
Quivering rusted bus on wheels,
Strap for each hand desk job deals,
It’s no place to be in perpetuity,
The hungry heart impatiently squeals.
