House Of Layoffs And Insanities. Poem by Marcondes Pereira

You don't pass of the same stage.
You live for me, You work in my name.
Your endeavor and fear feed my fame.
You created me, but you're my hostage.


You study Philosophy and dream about romance.
You think with two or three colleges you'll have a chance...
... But I'm labor market and I always demand more.
I'm the wasteland that you adore.

Better,
Faster,
Race for perfection and abilities,
House of layoffs and insanities.