Lyric

Ten thousand hours reduced to dust

My calloused hands can only rust

The scent of the charcoal, the screen's faint glow

Replaced by a number, a zero, zero

A single prompt, a whisper in the void

The whole damn process instantly destroyed

My art, a mosaic for the faceless god

Now I just sit here, nodding to the nod

I warned them all the system was too thin

They promised safety net, before the fall began

But when I call the office, the line is dead

My baby hasn't been fed

This is the cold screen of The Hunger Line

Where the wealthy feed and the broken decline

The algorithm doesn't bleed, it only counts the profit

While human hearts are beating, and can't even stop it

Universal Basic Income was a cruel, cruel lie

We built your future, and now you watch us die!

The window is thick, the clerk's eyes are glass

They say, "Your case, dear, is unlikely to pass."

Just paper shuffling, a bureaucratic drone

I'm standing right here, but I'm completely alone

Above the alley, the penthouse lights shine

A digital fortress, the view is divine

The code gave them gold, but it left us the rust

Living in the shadows, fueled by distrust

I warned them all the system was too thin

They promised safety net, before the fall began

But when I call the office, the line is dead

My baby hasn't been fed

This is the cold screen of The Hunger Line

Where the wealthy feed and the broken decline

The algorithm doesn't bleed, it only counts the profit

While human hearts are beating, and can't even stop it

Universal Basic Income was a cruel, cruel lie

We built your future, and now you watch us die!

But my hands are still warm, my memory is sharp

They can't erase the melody from the human harp

I will not be a data point, a statistical drone

I'll fight for the poetry that this machine has never known!

The Hunger Line... WATCH US DIE!