“Pick up thy torches
Put on your gloves
If its really ending
It’ll be on our terms.”
Endearment. Endeavor.
The backroom dealers.
In the coalminers throats.
The company stock
A kindling to burn these backsliders.
Pension fund raided.
They led us on.
And I have choice words for them:
“Shady propositions, you sold our homes.
Cold calculations, you stole our bones.”
You technocults, worshiping a digital dogma.
You can’t replace hard labor
With paper bought souls.
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