THE
CORPORATIONS
With our bleak faces,
we sit in paler cubicles,
unaware that we are peons,
in a game .coms play.
Everyone wakes up with the same beep,
how unnatural it is to be forced,
and watch the news,
and all crimes and fitting cries.
No longer informative,
much more deformative,
information force fed
till you are dead.
The fundraisers are going,
the actresses are showing.
The healthcare gets rotter,
Real TV just got hotter.
Artists have lost their style,
it's all one big blur.
No longer art is caused by pencil stir,
but by stripping on TV,
And the kids get it in their head,
enemies are better DEAD.
bashing their little mind,
over stuff it shouldn't be able to find.
What a madness it has become,
We're ALL... dumb
and the smart are removed,
smart ones are NOT approved.
With sanity locked in wards,
which way to go but down?
Get away if you can,
become the last surviving MAN.
Futility is preached,
you're a valued client,
they want to lose you,
but not all the shopping you do.
Take a loan,
get a mobile phone,
they shove it down your throat.
And if you don't want it,
they advertise.
Controlling pain,
is in a pill,
so is not being lonely.
Personal contact is lost,
hearts live in permafrost.
They got the small ones to say it,
and even preachers on TV to pray it.
Who will ever know what's next,
when everything's already oversexed?
We are just all hexed,
and we will perish,
and lose the things we cherish.
Because of lack of interest,
to notice the pain in your chest.
Firefly
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