Keep the peasants quiet
With a useless education
Prayers and superstitions
The country’s core foundation
Bow to those above
And blame it all on karma
No king are you in this life
Just a subsistence farmer
Kept busy with daily gossip
And acceptance of one’s fate
While the elites siphon off
All the wealth you help create
Palaces grow wings of gold
Temples build new towers
There’s fifteen years in prison
If you dare to challenge their powers
Gratitude Journal
I am so happy and grateful for uncle next door to let us grab his rambutans that hang over the fence into our garden. I will take them to school and share them with the other teachers.
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