And more shit gets pushed upon us. An endless struggle to endure every single day. A life lived in a trench of meaninglessness and emptiness. Carrot and stick for the fools, our patience as our own curse upon us. Carrot and stick for the fools, when no options remain to live in this mess. Where is the denial to risk our lives for the sake of the pigs? And where are our arms, when all our dreams and hopes have died? And where the fuck remains our impatience?