The Supplicant from Tin Armor by Tin Armor

Out beyond where it's hard luck
Hard earners wake and then tally up
Work or home the contract decrees
Your time now a schedule weekly
Time so dispensed can be hard to spend
Life now relies on every clock tick
It’s so strange when our modern techniques
Can plague our primitive needs

I care none for these dumb worksheets
These forms they keep on me
And I won't plead no I won't be the supplicant on my knees

Taxes are spent and then earned again
Products evolve then are born again
Then I walk my diligent feet
Off to work and the cycle repeats

I'm not beyond nor am I above
Count every callous where my credit rubs
Paper cuts all the faithful and true
Taste the blood though none of it blue

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