I am an exploited wage labourer
I have to sell my skills to live
Standing at the belt of the conveyor
All they want me to do is give.

Like a machine I do as I am told
Everyday is like yesterday
I wish I were living the days of old
Where tomorrow wouldn't be grey.

OR the alternative is....

I am doing what makes me happiest
And living happy is to live
Standing on the peak of my own mountain
Money is a modern day myth.

Like a bird I spread my wings and soar high
Everyday is a rarity
I am living in the days of unknown
Where tomorrow is a myst'ry.

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Living my life like a good homo sapien!