sexta-feira, 30 de dezembro de 2011

Hopework?

Don't fuss and don't bruise.
Stupidity, acting normal.
Charity and a dainty umbrella.
Feel a better person.
Living hot and cold easy for the slave.
Give him food and water, painful mouthfuls.
Constructions of delusions. Hopeful delusions.
Full tables and handshakes, burn some memories.
Steam rises from the medical tent.
Worried workers, dying nomads, poisoned wells.
Businessmen boldly invest, with a world of his assets...
Loyal toiling factory hands survive on a thin line.

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