We wrap headphone cords
around our necks like nooses,
drowning our senses in senseless noise,
marching mechanically through the streets,
pressed forwards by the weight of the masses
at our backs, unaware of our own heartbeat as
corrupt corporations and our government masquerading
as a democracy
steer our feet down endless paths of addiction,
feeding off of our misery, stealing the life
from our lungs from the
very moment we are born.
And we never saw it coming.
Jun 8, 2019
Jun 8, 2019 at 8:40 PM UTC
We wrap headphone cords
around our necks like nooses,
drowning our senses in senseless noise,
marching mechanically through the streets,
pressed forwards by the weight of the masses
at our backs, unaware of our own heartbeat as
corrupt corporations and our government masquerading
as a democracy
steer our feet down endless paths of addiction,
feeding off of our misery, stealing the life
from our lungs from the
very moment we are born.
And we never saw it coming.
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