Do some rebellion or somethingA Poem by QuinnSo I joined capitalism and the weirdest thing i found was that everything is true? it's exactly how i feared and imagined and that's not good Like I was commuting on the train - among all the others - breathing in and shuffling in the stale air oblivious to others whilst very very aware And I was going one stop further than most so I squeezed into the side to make space and then I realise, as people filtered out, there were f*****g loads of us on that train this morning, where exactly did they stand Now maybe they sat under tables or merely became part of the scene, maybe they all did pyramid gymnastics, or simply played sardines But I imagine it was something different - that just proves how I feel about work We all just became smaller as our souls were drained from us by an old guy with a smirk The worst thing for me is that it's not just on the way, that we all feel so taken aback that loss and confusion holds on for the whole day No wonder we have no time for rebellion With mouths to feed, bills to pay, tv to watch and people to f**k So when you're next commuting On a train that smells like death Just remember that you're being a puppet And I don't know - maybe try to rebel or some s**t...
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1 Review Added on June 13, 2017 Last Updated on June 13, 2017 Tags: capitalism, poem, rebellion, work, life, commentary AuthorQuinnGlasgow, United KingdomAboutSad AF. Dysfunctional AF. Queer AF. He/Him. Trans-guy. Bisexual. I am a first year university student in Glasgow who has been writing poetry since 2014 to varying levels of success. I also perf.. more..Writing
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