![]() ...A Poem by Ookpik![]() https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T_3Kt-sF_DY![]()
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. . Hah. Not quite ... . . It's hard to diagnose your own predicament When you're still in the process Of living through it, but . Three Cheers for Discourse . . There's a cosmic irony In spending the extent of your twenties Desperately building the skillsets, the credentials, The necessary experience . So that when you hit thirty . You get to finally learn That mortgage brokers, insurance companies, Banks and timetables, schedules, Salaries, side-hustles, mailboxes, Pay-cheques and savings accounts, Sunday dates, staff-parties, . All represent less The hard-earned opportunity To buy back your own . freedom . Than they do Some clever coercion . to sell it. . . . . I am railing against the bars of a prison That I've bought and paid for myself. . And it's funny - you'd think by now I'd bitten you Enough times That you'd stop flashing your fingers . before the entrance to my cage. . . . © 2025 Ookpik |
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Added on January 23, 2025 Last Updated on January 24, 2025 Author |