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The Master Plan

Poetry By: JADeAngelis

Where we have ended up.

Submitted:Aug 22, 2009    Reads: 89    Comments: 0    Likes: 2   

The world will be convinced that life is everlasting
We must accumulate more possessions than we can afford
Adorn the latest fashion that others export to our shores
And those who sell us remedies make the inflicting cause
Everyone's a number, consumers with hollow bellies
A statistic in the making
A sucker for the taking
A mind in tune with Hollywood but ignorant of its surroundings
Education will not be enough, it's fame that keeps resounding
God is lost behind receipts and science nurses many
Fatty food is Oh so cheap
With minimum wage our future's bleak
A few men think but many speak, the problems still remaining
A deadly cocktail for the mind the media has us hypnotized
Useless things fill up our thoughts
Fornication, money, sports
Distract us and divide us up
When we don't talk we have no trust
Materialistic selfish ponce,
who clings to earth is what they want
A reckless spendthrift prejudice curse
Who'd steal from his own mother's purse
Enslave the globe to serve the rich
Between the lines of the marketing pitch
Many wars to kill the stubborn
those who oppose their evil drumming
Destroy the family unit at home
Forced segregation upon the globe
The banks sell cages they rightfully own
Our whole lives paying mortgage loans
Now they start to help us think
make our decisions so we can win
a spot in their production line
a harsh tomorrow we'll see in time


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