We are but machines and not alive
Tell me what it is that you do
Tell me the importance of it
You little cog of the world
Waking up everyday for the same
Work is simply what we do
An education to become a tool
Perhaps you may enjoy it
But what will come from it
Waking up with purpose I need
And so I throw open the door
One of published ink
To write down the reality and hope
Making a change to all who read
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Untitled Confessions
PoetryA series of untitled poems that explore the metaphorical and symbolic reality of the world around myself and countless others. Copyright 2016, Christopher James Enos
