What Would Orwell Say

Docile and tame    
our unending shame    
that some regard as fame    
homogenized    
pasteurized    
and sanitized    
the Animal Farm of existence  
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What would Orwell say  
groaning in his grave  
to see his cautionary tale unfold  
in a world grown cold  
restricted and controlled  
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Stop waiting to be told    
safe within the fold    
placidly living on the wold  
Baa-ing like frightened ewes  
is this the life you choose  
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What would Orwell say  
about our lives of molded clay  
as we're sculpted and fired      
in the shapes society desired      
living a life we hate      
mediocrity our goal and fate  
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We are the color, texture, and size      
of all that we despise  
 
Do you even know what you're fleeing      
when you runaway screaming      
"I'm a human being"