Paid To Be A Slave Poem by Jason Callender

with my father gone
how was I to carry on
no one by my side
I still decided to ride
best choice of my life
how can u live with out being alive
ye staying up all night
breaking all rules
most of you do not have a clue
you are slaves
Babylon owns your brain
your insane
but your educated right
you payed for a education aight
paid to be a slave
you sit in your little cubicle
your told what to do
and what makes it worse you break your back
and get nothing back
at the end of the day
you get paid
and you and your boss go separate ways
we living the high life
while you worried about your work right
you missed your daughter graduation
cause your boss wouldn't give you that week vacation
when you gona learn
women in the business place are objects
there for men to disrespect
just take it and your check
while u look sexy and show off your breasts
the breakdown of the family
was the way to destroy society