How many constrictions make a coin ?

I wake up in the morning at five

I have tea at six in two

And my wife for breakfast I cant join

Oh and I do this to make a coin

I skip my meal for a meeting at twelve

Why do I earn I think and I whine

I hush and rush all day

Oh and I do this to make a coin

I reach at home at eleven when its dark

The screens got to me by then

My glasses have made sure to make a mark

On my face thats completely sore

Kids are asleep and with my wife I cant dine

Oh and I do this to make a coin

How many constrictions make a coin

I wonder as i walk to my room

One's my family another's my health

All my time and oh my wealth

Will shrink one day I know

Why do I bother this much so !

I stare at those stars that blink

When i hear my kids snore, then i think

When will i hear them talk to me

Oh will that be one day when im free

Free of this business, free of my mind

Free of this world is when my heart will shine

Free of making a coin and free to survive

I'll then sleep one day and feel revived.

Is it....A geeks tragedy...

A computer was only in a picture

The picture which was then a waste

Cut You did with a knife

Glue you used for Paste

Compress you always did for space in your closet

Never ever to your files

You dare unzip anything in public

You'll sure be in jail for a while

Memory you probably lost

Now you have an extra CD to gain more

A CD was but a bank account

Now you have those in galore

An App - lication was for a job

A keyboard was a piano

A mouse probably grossed you out

Now you touch it all day, and cant even shout

Meg was your girl friends name

A program was on that TV wide

Ram was the cousin of a goat

And Chips were always fried

Web was where a spider lived

Log on was for wood on a fire lean

A Virus was a flu

And window you probably cleaned

What an era where the meanings changed

Do you even remember what meaning once they had

A plane crash might kill people

How did a computer crash manage that ?

Sometimes my senses....

....dont support me

my thoughts lack

they go for a walk

and dont get back

The fire ablaze

takes me away

My dreams on a spark

Nothing they say

The passion in me

wants to explode

with ropes and hopes

I get on board

Set to move and make a mark

All i see is wholesome dark

I yell for my senses 

and they refuse to turn

Looks like a stage on fire

everything might burn

With lot of courage

And a sword on my back

That gut in me

is set on track

I walk a step ahead 

The monster right there

Appears that he'll gobble me away

I'm walking on a string

A string made of feathers

The world is all asleep

Even the heat withers

My senses don't support

I cant scream

Cant even see

All I can do is dream

While destiny challenges

And fate is scorning

My eyes get back 

And I see its morning.