Work Shall Set You Free

Pulled into this waste camp,
I see rows and rows
of blank scarecrow smiles
and the grim vulture grins
of the racially empowered.

Blood around the begging ground,
we cry in line
as they ration ammo
and feed us propaganda rationale.

Our teeth are a pile of oysters
with the pearls already harvested.

-GD Butler

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