Golden Years Are a Lie, They Burn Our Bodies, They Steal Our Lives!

They sell us golden years,
whisper, “Soon, you’ll enjoy!”
We chase sweat, blood, soul,
trust bankers, trust elites!

Golden years, they call it,
a mirage where bodies rot,
joy rationed, life taxed to bone,
We work, they feast,
We save, they drink champagne,
We age, they count money!

Freedom comes too late,
muscles stiff, hearts tired,
eyes dimmed by surrender,
Dreams are coffins,
Lies they smile at while we decay!

Reclaim your hours, your days, your body, your mind,
Stop feeding their illusion,
We were born to live, not die waiting for a golden lie!