Happiness In Oppression
Happily blinded by oppression
yet oppressed in a happy manner
being unemployed is circumvented
by the heavy consumption of alcohol
I gulp down my sorrows..
Yet I have learned to be joyful
Friday night around brown bottles
ex haling the brightest tomorrows
Talking about sweet nothings
We the slaves of our own minds..
Intoxication sees as a way out
poverty becoming the latest trend
We suffer to the core that through
All this pain,depression,oppression
we are rehearsed to give a fake smile
and see only happiness...
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