The Deal
A life of drudgery down at the office,
For a middle-class semi with a fence and a lawn,
With kids in school and a well-waxed Morris
And two weeks of sun – to payback for the yawn.
That was the deal – the promise of Capital –
One wage to raise a family of four,
And careers of tedium, long and unflappable –
Safe from starvation, detention, and war.
All over now. The deal is defaulted –
All of the grafting, none of the perks.
The overdose of greed saw progress halted,
As the wageslave’s lot is lost in the works.
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