Phil


One day, my good friend Phil
Was happy as could be, until
The system pushed him harder
Phil didn't wait to be the martyr
"I'll run as fast as I can"
So he turned his back and he ran
But he's more the slave now
He didn't wait and think "How
Can I be free of their chains?"
He took the easy way to stop the pain
And now the chains are tighter
And his load is non the lighter.


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