The man who drank a pot of coffee falls asleep
The boy who set his mind and didn't make it thinks:
What does it take?
Have I done wrong?
Move the barrows on the line and push them up the hills
onto the lawn
Spades and chisels chip away the bed of earth
from those who don't belong
What does it take?
Have I done wrong?
Sweep the halls and wrap the ladder up in chains,
it's finished for the day
Industry is deafening yet still they carry on
like it's okay