For the world as it is?
There was a time when it was thought,
That life would be easier with offices,
That we were not beasts and so we could,
With community rise above,
The need for any extraneous work,
And take care of each other 'cause of love.
But maybe I'm misinterpreting motives,
Maybe it really is about master and slave,
The irony being that we're always both,
And all have to work at something until our grave.
But it's alright,
These thoughts help get us through the day.
We are all in the same boat in society,
And no one can make it any other way.
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