Do not go gentle into the cave of billions
Do not go gentle into that cave of billions, honest people should burn and rave about “labor is honor” every pay day, and rage, rage against the dying of the conscience. Good people, pinned against the wall, know glitters are strong and blinding for their honest words had forked no lightning, and yet honorably, they again and again do not go gentle into that cave of billions. Good people, some of them wave by, crying how the cave’s full of glitters, their frail resistance even rewarded them with luxury cars with premium umbrellas. rage, rage against the dying of their conscience. Corrupt people, who were caught and now try hard to declare that their cave is dull and empty, learn, albeit too late, they deserve to grieve on their way to the pinnacle of shame. Told you: do not go gentle into that cave of billions. Nepo babies, living like barbie dolls & movie stars, they’re such a blinding sight, shimmering stars...