They make us work 

Underground

Live

Underground

Choose who we love from

Underground

You cannot break the code

It is death

We stay here

Trapped away from the 

Light

We work

Blindly

Ants propping up a 

Hill

In service to their 

Queen

When you start here

You this it’s 

Deep

Dark

The weight of the

World

Above 

You

Then you learn

You get a glimpse

Of whats

Lower

Of our 

Work

Then you don’t think 

Your high enough

Up

You’d scramble up a 

Cliff face

Just to

Put some

Distance

Some

Time

Between you and 

Them

That will only

Stave off

The 

Inevitable

For

A

Few

More

Breaths

You know this now

And you continue to work

The work

The work sustains

The work remains

The work must be done

Thy will be done.

- Durk Drowne