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“Only those who decline to scramble up the career ladder are interesting as human beings. Nothing is more boring than a man with a career.”

Aleksandr I. Solzhenitsyn, The Gulag Archipelago

move to the back of the bus, like sardines

the driver says


i stare into the armpit of an stranger

chewing on the the question


who packed the sardines?


eyes that see

feet that feel

heart that beats


but here we are

sardines packed in a tin can


shipped to the corporate city

to wash the dirty money

that feeds materialism


barefoot on the soulless asphalt

they push their shopping carts


consumerist facilitators

to empty shells of discarded lives


beauty resides in all life


some lives are more equal than others?


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  1. Excellent Em 🙂

    1. thank you x

  2. Whenever I have to catch the train at peak time, I swear I inadvertently end up inside three or four other people. 😐 The pleasure for which, of course, we all pay the train companies
    And for what? Feeding capitalism, materialism and corporate greed, lining the pockets of the already wealthy, so that we may yet afford to feed ourselves.

    1. oh you plucked these our of my head, every morning I am reminded of this and it infuriates me. Hope the rain stops soon so I can resume biking to work…

  3. Great poem, wage slave to the corporation.

    “shipped to the corporate city
    to wash the dirty money
    that feeds materialism”

    How do we find the balance between having enough financially to live life and our meeting moral desires?

    1. oh, tough question…it’s so hard, and i don’t think a person can find the perfect balance. but we can start small and try the best that we can, i guess.

  4. This is such a great read! You really immerse the reader into the scene with such vivid imagery. Great piece! 😀

    1. thanks so much, i’m glad you liked it

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