What do you see?
Do you see a race to get ahead
between the classes?
or just three of
your average hardworking asses?
May be dwellers of the Matrix,
sampled out of the masses?
I see bodies conditioned to slave
minds stuck believing,
that it’s all fair and square
that they get what they are deserving
for the loads they bear
doesn’t matter when or where
heads down is how to behave
to carry on carrying more than one’s share
at the command of the bosses,
convinced to normalize their losses
and holes in their porous souls.
until one day they stumble upon their graves
and they find out.
If the fear of the stick
or the worship of luscious grasses,
hadn’t filled their sight
dulled their bite,
one of a wild horse , that of a free beast
so was their soul’s might.