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Drowning

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Raise your head. Clench your fists. Look around. You built all of this. They starve you, Then sell you survival. This isn't capitalism. It's extraction. They froze your wages in the ‘70s And lit the rent on fire. Every year, your paycheck shrinks While their profits climb higher. You break your back for nickels While your CEO gets a private jet— Then they smile, say “We’re family,” While cashing billion-dollar bets. You produce more than ever before, But you’re barely staying fed. Productivity through the roof, Yet you’re deeper into debt. They want you drowning just enough To keep your mouth shut tight— Not poor enough to riot— Just too tired to fight. They tell you to “work hard” — While their kids inherit thrones. You clock in sick, pray to die fast, They build empires out of bones. Healthcare’s a business. Retirement’s a myth. They sell you dreams and hand you knives— Then blame you when you slip. You produce more than ever before, But you’re barely staying fed. Productivity through the roof, Yet you’re deeper into debt. They want you drowning just enough To keep your mouth shut tight— Not poor enough to riot— Just too tired to fight. They kill unions with smiling knives. They fire organizers overnight. They hire consultants to crush your voice— Because your unity is their fright. You think they fear the strike? They fear you learning you deserve more. Because when all of us stand— Our union will win the war. You make them rich — they keep you choked. They want you hungry, tired, and broke. Drown in debt and beg for scraps, While they buy yachts off your collapse. You’re not just underpaid — You’re being punished for breathing. And they won’t stop ‘Til you thank them while bleeding. You make them rich — they keep you broke. They want you starving, scared, and soaked. They want your silence — not your best. They want your labor — not your rest. You’re not surviving — You’re being squeezed for every breath. But there’s more of us. And we’re not scared of death. Your job won’t save you. Your boss won’t mourn you. Your silence won’t protect you. Only revolution will.