Safety Boots

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Lloyd Mkhululi

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Saying I'm tired would be an understatement
Slavin' it for some time but still the funds are vacant
Saving's up trial these crumbs I'm making
Scraping the sides I got a ton of patience
I was bound for Ravensbourn, animation
So sick with lead, no exaggeration
Changed my mind and I withdrew my application
Now I'm a servant on this concrete plantation
Everyday a sea of slaves on a hasty commute
Early mornings I march in my safety boots
Zigzagging past tourist staying in groups
Everything going up cos their okay getting duped
Still, we push on hungry with hope
Killing ourselves to keep this country afloat
We can scream out till we have the bloodiest throats
The response doesn't change like buddy it's "No"
Joints on fire and I don't mean blazin
Spine all crooked and my knees achin
Cuts on both hands excruciating
Inhaling, so many chemicals my breathing's changing
Ask me how am I say I've been fine
Debt and depression are on the incline
Stuck in the crevice between the two and it's a slim climb
My inner fire's dwindling but I'm still trying
Britannia's work force is weakening
Many fell sick, the smart ones are leaving
Not the lifestyle that migrants were seeking
They let them in because the slaughterhouse needs feeding
Still, we march on regardless of what awaits
Couldn't be worse than the mayhem we escaped
Even if it means vanishing off without a trace
For loves ones back home it's never a waste
Heard it's a generational curse
Pay it off with 10% of your wage to the church
Can't even rest on a Sunday it's absurd
We been at this centuries this shit doesn't work
Sign a contract out of desperation
You'll be working nonstop for a stretched duration
We were fooled by the key worker veneration
Nothing has improved by any estimation
Politicians playing us got me proper seething
See it in the news, the horros I'm reading
Their partied bonkers while we grieving
Chess master against toddlers and cheating
These times I'm thankful to have no child
Families torn apart man it's so foul
They ignore the white flags and thrown towels
Who are "they" I'm starting to see a profile
There are those in our midst
Doesn't matter if they're grown up or kids
Work needs doing they're not known to assist
Sitting on the thrown is the wish
Head to swole to eclipse
So they settle for manager or supervisor
Where they leads with anger when the issue's minor
Unemployed if you suggest they be milder
We're just collateral to these ambitious climbers
They have a fetish for power
Bare quiet in school all a sudden their shouter
Every single is a helish encounter
Toxify the work place when they're there it's a downer
It's the collapse of the middle class
We could have won but they stood as little guards
Threshold going up they're gonna feel the squash
They're going to lace up to the heels and march

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