Neoliberal

Let them get inspired,
let them believe
that they can believe
that they can achieve
whatever confronts their existence.

Let them curse
let them think that they're cool
and once in the office
let them curse,
in a low tone
with an unexistent echo that represents:
Whatever happened to you, bro?

What if we sit all day?
an 8-hour long day.
What if we don't get our pay
From a cruelty-based boss?:
"Resist, or you won't stay".

You got a new car
and a home
for kids that will forget your face
but they'll remember the lullaby
sung by your wife
that you couldn't satisfy.

And so begins the privatizing of your being
In this land, the freedom depends of how much
you're dedicated to the credit.
Where is your freedom,
if the debt keeps growing?