“The human race is a chase, the prey is our dreams.”

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life 1 min read 215 views Mar 15, 2026

Land of the fee, home of the saved

White folks own all robots, so they all were saved

But that same technology forced people of color to all become enslaved!

Our oppressors are comfortable, huddled in their bunkers in stasis

While 3/4ths of the world serves as generators just to ‘charge up the racists!’

Transportation was outlawed, so all our movements and steps earn us credits

In exchange for our electricity, they extract various fees, taxes, and debits

100 push-ups for a liter of water, or walk two miles for a loaf of bread

But if you become inactive, you might end up dead!

The robot patrols ride on horseback with shotguns and whips

So white folks can bet on fights, marathons and galleys racing ships!

Too tired to assemble and too hopeless to revolt 

The disenfranchised became apathetic and soon lost all hope

Entertaining and serving our new masters who were just as cruel as the old

The 'global majority' never resisted or protested, because they just did exactly what they were told.

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