Poem ... Spinning Wheel
Round and round we go
We don't know how to slow
Part of the growth machine
Part of the human show
If we try to slow
Bank accounts drain
Corporations condemn us
Have we gone insane?
So faster and faster
We spin this wheel
Calling it progress
Becoming our zeal
And here we are
Hamsters in a wheel
Don't know where we are going
Not caring what is real
Rabid Poet
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