Ergonomics

At a glance you can see

A mansion indeed

Being built by the hands of some people

The sun dances thru days

Of praying for rain or wage increase

When all you need is the sleep

From foundation to wall is made of paychecks and dollars resting on the minute hand

In the basement under their feet with the tools

It is time the sheep become the wolves

The taste is reminiscent of the hatred

Of being braindead by repetition till days end

I've made men money and their net worth expand

It's kinda funny when you've never even shook my hand

Whose the strongest animal in this cage?

But your fingers nearby and see why hes contained.

The hasty apprentice enslaved,

How neatly the praise fits perfect in its grave.

No one is coming to save you

And the hand that feeds is on a broken limb.

The alarm is silenced by the sound of you

Still getting up.