That you find most enjoyable,
But it is not your main source of income,
That's deplorable,
For, really, what is the lament we have,
In a democratic capitalism,
But that our days are spent doing something,
That causes an internal schism,
And makes us feel that we are prisoners,
Of the system in which we were born?
Yet, strip yourself of all outward constraints,
And you would probably be as forlorn,
Because, it's alright,
That there are examples of better systems,
But, within each there're also people who beat them,
And live lives of satisfaction.
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