Embraced in this coil called life;
Skirting the line between playing my part
Don’t feel remotely depressed,
Just utterly completely compressed
Sick of having to care:
What’s the right bank account?
How much should I save?
Wait, save? Laugh. Cry.
Better set my alarm,
To a time that brings harm.
Got to commute;
That maddening drive:
Can I afford to eat this week?
When I’ll see a pay rise? Bleak.
Why is everything more expensive
Than last month? Stay in, pensive.
Calculate the cost of generations lost;
Bossed into breaking belligerent backs,
Just to pile more onto offshored stacks –
No matter the facts, it’s compassion they lack.
I’m just a human being with most basic needs:
Feed me and shelter me, beyond that’s just greed…