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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