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  • Writer: Yaira Ebanks
    Yaira Ebanks
  • Jan 7
  • 1 min read

rebel in disguise

torn between the corporate high

and fighting for the the sweatshop lady

can barely afford to rent the room, high, high, high 

one day I will save enough dough 

escape this evil, perverse scheme of a lie

will have to wait four more quarters

hit sales executive of the month

stay on this wave, I do like that corner office

worked my ass off deserve a little praise

damn right I can give it more time wait for that raise

but maybe contact that guy the reporter 

remain anonymous 

last year company spent millions champagne, caviar, private plane rides

janitors barely getting by

children in brazil forgo school our executives know why

cheap labor is necessary, never stepped foot in the warehouses

that is a job for I 

jetsetting, ceo, wife and kids vacationing ibiza, paris

next month opening a new shop new in india 

brown kids no parents, no home, no protection

ripe for exploitation 

eventually will do the right thing

in the meantime will save up 

although ceo has a nice ring

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