Licking at the facade
Worshiping a nameless god
Only to realize
All efforts will be forgot
Break your back all you want
Nothing they pay will bring it back
Trapped in the cracks
This is our life
Slugging from one stifling task to the next
With their boots always on our necks
A little freedom is all we ask for
All we hope for
But centuries tell us
That is not to be so
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