Modern day dystopia,
starve like Ethiopia,
but a first world problem
like a broken photocopier.
It’s not food that you lack,
your heart, not your belly’s empty.
All are missing something
in the land of the plenty.
I’m a paragon of poverty.
Fed up with the snobbery.
Stronger, faster, harder:
It’s all just daylight robbery.
Spending spending spending,
could be days until it’s ending.
Now the world is in the toilet,
no amount of money’s mending.
All these iPhone zombies,
marching in a line
towards the newest software update,
only progress bars to pass the time.
FINE.
Just let them grapple with their minds:
Children craving their destruction, now you tell me what’s the real crime?
Politicians squabbling.
Will he, I, or she be king?
Warlord consciousness,
wage a war that’s bottomless,
dividing up these continents:
Pointless lines no consequence.
Borders don’t matter when you’re dropping all this ordnance.
FUCK!
An omnibus of pompousness,
exploiting all the populous,
they don’t fucking notice while they’re buried in subconsciousness.
In a prison of technology,
at war with our biology,
no human evolution in this cyber demagoguery.
Honestly,
come the end-times I’m a prodigy.
I’ll be fighting back against the evil techno sodomy.
Sick silicone dreams,
raised on Facebook self esteem.
Morality is preached but rarely fucking seen.
Routine:
You wake up, log on, watch the screen.
Are you a human being or a marketing machine?
We’re trying to save the world before we drown in fucking gasoline!
Quarantine is the only safety from this new regime.
The apocalypse is here, how’d the fuck it go unseen?
All is grey where once was green,
no more nature to be seen.
Humanity is deemed to be needed for a preen,
but we’re far too busy on our screens to see what can be seen!
Concrete jungle expanding,
mother nature’s guillotine,
living on a blighted Earth,
childbirth;
our children pray to corporations;
candy Crush indoctrination,
brand new phone? Sim?
Temptation, micro-transaction acclimation,
data-driven decimation,
bluetooth murder ends all nations.
Watch it all with deep frustration.
Devastation.
We can’t save the world with legislation.
There’s no more chances for salvation.
Machinery is reigning king, here’s the human abdication:
7 billion people, scrolling, and scrolling and,
scrolling, and scrolling, and zoning out,
can’t even eat a fucking meal without
7 million pictures for social media.
Is it the food or the likes that’s feeding ya?
x3
7 billion people, scrolling, and scrolling,
scrolling, and scrolling, not waking up.
We are the kids taught not to give a fuck.
Crops in the fields are failing and nothing is grown.
The whole world is dying.
Look up from your phone.
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