Cars of Labor
Date: Tuesday, 3rd March 2015 @ 01:24:34 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry
Contributed By: xHeathenx
Machines carry sound of steel oceans
Every voice eroded by seas of discordance
Half-day scheduling with repetitive tasks
Not-too exceptionally-heavy labor ordinance
Plastic windshields shielding our eyes
And styrofoam mufflers as well
For we are in the cars of industry
Driving to prevent an infertile spell
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