This Is Capitalism
We live in a society of sanitized brutality.
Austerity increasing exponential wealth disparity, despairing for community.
Who has put a price on life to ration out a tiny slice,
and grip us in their vice, disguised as moral order righteousness?
Pretenders to the throne, to throw us only scraps and bones.
The corporations profit all by raised invoice and taxes slashed,
as progress of humanity is measured just in cash.
A contrivance of a dazzling array of pointless choice
ensures compliance with the profiteering class.
Manufacturing a mockery of individuality, sedating our autonomy
with finely graded options from a limited new batch.
Advertisements instil in us the meaning of our lives,
fulfilled in mass assembly lines, devised for obsolescence,
obscenely endless streams of products selling empty dreams,
sold to the masses by these liars,
with poverty of meaning and enslavement to desire.
They blind our eyes to capitalize, infantilised identities, defining our reality,
encouraging self hate, to forge more unmet needs imaginary, breeding insecurity.
Lifestyle-focused bogus mantras tightly seal our fate, with tactical semantics,
branded as consumers in this land of plastic bait.
Where money is religion.
This is capitalism.
This is a prison.
Step up courageously,
break free from this insanity
because you are divinity.
find your originality,
define your own reality.
©️Janey Colbourne 2019