Cubicle Bondage

[piñata]

This is something most of you probably already saw on the Conclave, but it'll do until I can retrieve my even older stuff from EM.

A little bit of background -- this was written when someone told me to "get a life" because I was unmarried and unemployed. That inspired this poem. The moral of the story -- NEVAR piss off a writer. ;D

"Cubicle Bondage"

I watched the drones this morning
as they went to do their work
They tell me I should get a life
They really act like jerks

They buzz around like busy bees
working in their hive
These mindless, soulless zombies
leading empty little lives

They work, and work, and work some more
and get nothing in return
because we all know our Uncle Sam
needs more money to burn

They punch the clock again and again
Sometimes seven days a week
And when their employers do them wrong
they just turn the other cheek

They live their lives in bondage
though they cannot see the chains
The cubicle door is open
but the walls all still remain

Yet they have the gall to judge me
To tell me to get a life
Well, that's not my idea of living --
I think I'll go find a knife.

[Belgarath]

Hahaha, I remeber reading the thread where the guy told you that...Good stuff

[piñata]

*forgot DA was on that site*

You really need to go back there... ELFIE came back before you did.

[Ape]

I remember when you posted this one eM.

*feels old* -_-

This is forking awesome though, you should get pissed more so you can write more poetry ;D


edit- Maybe it was The Claves The Thread? I dunno, but i remember reading it before

[piñata]

It was on The Poetry Thread on the Conclave. It's never used anymore, since people decided to start a new thread for each poem they write.