$6
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Its 2026 and you live in the US
Minimum wage is $7.25, and you only
have time to pick up three jobs to afford
the tax upon your life to the reaper
that comes knocking on the first of each month.
So you don’t eat, you don’t sleep.
You don’t know if you're at war.
The president can’t seem to decide.
It doesn’t matter anyways, all you care about is
the price of gas.
The revolution will happen when it gets to $6.
I’m sure of it.
But in the meantime you sit and watch
As the NASDAQ hits 500.
“God has blessed us with a great country,”
you smile to yourself, in those slums fuller than ever.
So full you can hear your neighbor’s last breath
as they succumb to a disease eradicated
50 years ago; begging to clock in one last time.
This city is made of the skin and bone of
a million of neighbors.
But you’re free, remember?
Free from responsibility to another,
from the tyranny of a community,
a city that has sidewalks that puddle up in the rain.
You have a car payment and rent.
Are you not satisfied?
