Lubrications Poem by Chan Mongol

LUBRICATIONS
Poem by Chan Mongol
November 30 2018


No more looking through the window!
And day dreaming to be a wealthy tomorrow!

Are they intoxicated, lazy believers or real?
Are they born to be the garment apparel?

Some people go outside to beg for the favor.
They give a little to manipulate and take bigger.

Few others trigger fear in the top gear;
Thus, they get money, fame, respect and power.

The system is rusty and laborers are machines in slaveries;
Needing lubrications to activate slaves as revolutionaries!

Titles, and recognitions are not demanded by real scholars;
Also, no fortune for those traditional, menial hard workers!

Workers are not qualified to be friendly with the gangsters.
Workers are only to dig goldmines which are not theirs.

Generations follow older slaves for only one reason to earn;
Needing lubrications for machines for the upcoming revolution.

Services from pundits and prophets are no longer required;
Only with the minimum salaries, politicians will be hired.