We're all puppets to capitalism...

Drew this in college during a Sociology lesson

We all fight for the next big thing

We all march to the latest trends

Our pigheadedness makes us feel like kings

Our greed poisoning our minds with no amend

You struggle for a decent night's sleep

You yearn for the smallest drops of water

Your body works for labour so cheap

Your lives fighting off everyday slaughter

Our clothes are made by your blood, sweat and tears

Our lives run under the rich man's power

We're all oblivious to your fears

We're all puppets to the high tower

Your aching body cries out to the sky

You whisper your unspoken wishes

You never give up, you always try

You wait for your justice from this unruly mission

Just imagine if our lives were to swap

Can you bear to stay away from your family?

To satisfy the needs of a greedy pompous man's crap

And to never once taste the sweet scent of liberty?

Made this on photoshop; what message comes across to you?

Can we save this small lost soul?

Every man, woman, boy and girl,

Can we team together and reach this new goal?

Can we give a slave child a whole new world?

.x Wandering Daydreamer x.