Everyone Screams To Things Unseen

Starved and preagnant yet fed somehow

     I eat and feed off of what I'm given. I have nothing other than what I'm given. What I go and get in relevance to hunting a job down in this world supplies my life yet here's the thing every job has a price they are willing to pay you and it is up to you to be able to pay that price back to sustain your being yet a problem that I have found in this Rural Tennessee world would be the we don't have to give you the right to work, and these men who are supervisors out here running these hot factories will fire you (figure of speech coming in) if you even breathe too loudly! It's hard to stay under the authority of wicked drunk mocking men who have been granted there position of authority with no regard to anyone but themselves, the remarks my boss makes are disturbing, as I were on my way to my job function he whispered slightly under his breath, it's time to wean out all the weak ones he says with a chuckle!