The next scandal
Am
a Fan in a cage
Spinning
in rage
fast,
furious, frantic
I
blast a stream of draught
In whose path sit signatories
Of
the next multi-billion scandal.
I
watch and rage,
They
smile and smoke
in
the safety beyond my restraint.
They
power me
and
I overwork for their benefit
such
that my life
is
brief.
I
break.
only
then am I fit to be free
lying
in state in the junk yard.
am
suddenly free- to rot and rust
at
will.
Away
from the evil
Away
from the helplessness -
in death I rest.
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