Work rhymes with jerk.

Work also rhymes with berserk.

It is the strangest coincidence that a mind going berserk and acting like a jerk

are both products of work.

The average person's daily job is their prison away from home.

A place for them to serve so they can only hope to afford something of their own.

throw the dog a bone and leave them alone (or so we hope).

The stereotypical white picket fence American dream with a yard big enough to roam

isn't solid silver, it's only plated in chrome.


This poem is about: 
Our world


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