I wrote most of my works,
On broken down laptops.
Perhaps that’s why they work well,
With this broken down world.
I don’t write to butter the assheads of pomposity,
My duty is to till the soil of grassroots reform.
That’s why I feel at home creating on humble machines,
The very thought of fancy devices makes my stomach turn.
I once said to you, ripped jeans and twenty dollar shirt,
That’s how we change the world, how we build the world.
Often a fancy exterior is indicative of a rotten interior,
It’s a simple life that facilitates a magnificent world.
I don’t need thousand dollar machines to cause ascension.
Give me a keyboard, I’ll give you revolution.
Published on
August 06, 2022 15:13
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