you wake up
go to work
like ants
scurrying towards
a nest
where the
queen
sits to
relax and drink
on a day's work
we look
at life
through
lenses
blurry
from media
advertising
and
consumerism
and
you head on
to the next
big thing
with the words
marked bold
in red
SALE
only to look
back
at your
purse
which was
full awhile
ago
now almost
empty
save for
a few coins
just enough
for bus fare
and so you go
like an ant
scurrying
back home
to sleep
and slumber
only to wake
up
tomorrow
to again
work
until
you have
gone
through life
wondering
if you
have ever lived
or if
you have
just
missed out
the chance
to be the
queen
sitting
on a throne
relaxing
with money
as your slave
and
you
financially
free
