Are we bound?
like talesof maidens
trapped in towers,
rescued by knights
with strange ancient powers,
to be drowned in dictative roles,
defining ours souls takes its toll.
Do we need
to be stuffed with greed?
like geese force fed
and led by a lead
to market
where barkers
scribble our value
with bold magic markers?
driven through turnstiles,
cattle prod us
and we smile.
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