Fixed

Beware your saviours.
But why bother learning now?
Indulge yourselves some dignity, best give up and lie down.

It's what you wanted.
Don't dare ask why or how.
Built empires off your backs you simply furnished them a crown.

One fix the other.
And all you get is broke.
Short-changing you maintains their float so in their debt you drown.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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