​working at fast food (poem)

I work this damn job,

Man they don’t pay me much,

Breaking my back for the man,

Fries in the bag what they say,

Flipping burgers and shit,

That goddamn drivethrough,

Man I had dreams,

I swear I did,

My manager,

Man my goddamn manager,

She makes me scrub toilets,

When she’s in that mood,

Man I kill myself,

Man I promised myself,

I had dreams,

I swear I had dreams,

I went to school but it wasn’t it,

It really wasn’t!,

They tried to tell me how to think,

But i learned that on my own,

Yeah fuck that,

I’m like a philosopher or some shit,

I think all the time,

I think some crazy shit,

And not just cuz I’m high,

Yea maybe a little though,

Fuck I’ll make it some day,

But yea I gotta make that rent,

Who’s in charge?,

Who the fuck in charge of me?,

Fuck the man, suck a Mc-Dick,

These people, man these people,

Complaining about everything,

They all just talk about ketchup and sizes,

Worried about some stupid shit,

While they gain that weight,

I wanna wipe them out,

The old folk are the meanest,

They got nothing to lose,

Their looks match they insides,

We were not born like this,

Capitalism; capitalize on your pain,

Turn you into green monsters,

Money is king,

We all just animals,

Some in nice cars,

Walking Mercedes,

All that seems to matter though,

Is whose dick did you suck,

To get where you are,

Maybe that’s why I’m at where I’m at,

I’m a celibate,

Straight up monk,

Do my work and go home,

Eight hours of straight meditating,

Letting nothing bother me,

While i tear down the world with my thoughts,

I am not bothered,

This is a typical Tuesday,

I am aware!,

I am awake!,

Where’s that revolution?,

Maybe I’ll start one,

Everyone too scared,

Even on beast mode,

They talk a big game,

But they don’t do shit,

Politicians and no progress,

Minimum wage,

They don’t pay me enough for this shit,

Gotta be honest,

Work is fucking boring,

That’s why on my break I light up a joint,

And think of the rappers,

Think of the change-makers,

Even the small ones,

The system is fucked,

I am fucked,

One more day, one more McChicken, one more dollar,

Maybe I turn them in,

For all the shit i see,

Yea compensation,

I seen rats, man i seen rats,

And those fucked up employees,

Jerking it on food,

Yea that’s what the owner does,

Fuck the owner,

Fuck the owners,

I’ll be back,

I gotta clock in