Sisyphos of Capital
An existentialist ode to the working person
Hustle, grind, wake, and be productive, oh thou paragon of work
Never stop because it is unstoppable even if thou stopest the rock
Rise and push, even if thou fallst down and gettest thyself back up
Keep going, it is your destiny to move it up, take a sip from the cup
Now, drop and give us more, give us 120%, perfect is never enough
Work shall set ye all free, what does not kill thee, makes thee tough.
Then the stone rolls back, crushed, pushed down, it is truly the last end
Work for what or for whom, this is something that shall never suspend
I am not strong enough ergo I must try again, again, again, and again
One must imagine themselves happy, yet thou art never happy, it is ruin.
Thy ruin at the great eternal stone that is to be pushed up on the mountain
Jump, give it up, and now you shall become happy, in the great unknown.
-Brittany
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