Scrambled Society

Location

Australia
25° 16' 27.8328" S, 133° 46' 30.4896" E

 

What can we do when the world is jumbled social media has control but it has a scattered soul.

 

While we muddled over scraps of information scraped off corporate backs.

 

Wanting their profit to top it improving their wallets pushing them to solace in a bubble inside they find no trouble.

 

This needs shaving call it stubble preachers of it need a muzzle or a muffle from the poison their voice follows rid them of their shallow mindset while civilians fight debt and the inner demon stress.

 

Glued feet on the economic concrete governors are bopeep we are nothing but sheep.

Getting sheared for our endeavour forced contribution held by tether whilst we small talk about the weather.

 

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Social structure is so clever keeping us below in pressure but maintain a positive gesture because nothing manmade stands forever.

This poem is about: 
Our world

Comments

Matthew Mylrea

thoughts much appreciated

Matthew Mylrea

Dystopic society.

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