The Time We Missed
By Reid Laurence
Wed, 09 Feb 2011
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Off you go
To work today
To do the work
Of three
And pay
Is less then what
You made before
Complain and find
You're shown the door
Conform you're told
And meetings too
Remarks that tear
A troubled you
Then take a seat
Begin the day
But concentrate
It's hard to say
Will you perform
Live up to who
The ones who watch
And turn you to
A slave who chained
Cannot set free
The person you
Have yet to be
But money wars
Will make you stay
A zombie who
Collects their pay
And turn to find
The gap in you
The missing time
That must accrue
Was this a life
You never knew
Without the time
To think it through
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