Capitalism At Its Best

Blinking Lights
Outlandish sights
Feeling Free
Lacking sea
Silent night
Full of fright
Numbing pain
Alone again!

Destruction of humanity raging like the muddy waters of a typhoon drowning a small Philippine village.

Barren soul incapable of feeling pain being inflicted on innocents by a torturous selfish society.

Hunger gives way to starvation, because of the lack of food, yet so much is wasted by 1% of a decadent population.

Pink slime camouflages itself as something digestible by our frail bodies and yet we eat.

Compromised by the grafted non-biodegradable garbage we consume on a daily basis, only to take a doctrinated
bullet in pill form that we have convinced ourselves is
somehow beneficial.

Blinded by an impossible lottery designed to pacify and control. How brilliant they are.

Disdain for the organic minority who see through the conspiracy that has become our life. Is organic really a choice?

Question asked and answered by the shortening of our life span. But he ate healthy and lived a clean life, so why did he die?

Was it because of the blinking lights and outlandish sights he imagined from the lack of nurturing pesticides in his body?

Maybe because he felt free living in a democratic society that allowed waste to rape and rob us of our beaches and
oceans relegating our freeness to just plain sea-less.

The quiet night leaving us subdued in our thoughts, only for a minute before the television bombs explode with their tales
of impending doom from delegated third world countries.
Really??
Scared shitless!!
Mission Accomplished.

Immune to it all I hope to become. Numbed by the over abundance of Rhetorical bullshit. Might as well be alone.
Zombie like state is not for me my brethren. Saving myself is the only antidote I have.
What about you?

By Lancelot