The Incinerator
Does not care
How much money
You have
Or how many degrees
It does not care
About your family
Your hopes
Dreams or desires
It is the incinerator
And that is its function
The obese
And elderly
Will be the first
Taken from their homes
Tossed into the incinerator
There are limited resources
And a land
That was once plentiful
Has become barren
I've really grown
To love myself
More and more
Each day
After all
This is MY life
I have failed at many things
I don't have a strong muscular body
Why build up my muscles
Even more anyhow?
The overly large
Muscular and
Obese individuals
Will be the first to die
During the time of trials
With limited resources
Their bodies
Did not receive the
Necessary nourishment
I'm here
I'm here
Say it to yourself
And scream it out loud!
Run, Run from the incinerator
The snipers may get you
But a bullet is swift
And merciful
To burn in the incinerator
Well
That's not a pleasant thought
Is it?
I don't know what
America stands for
Do you?
I think there are many good people
That live here
But I don't think much
Of our government
And our government
Thinks even less of us
Smart appliances
To record
Smart phones
To save data
London is the most
Surveilled nation
In the world
I hope it never becomes
Like that here
Every minute in a public space
Being recorded
On their CCTV cameras
The thought police arrested
John Middleton
Of 480 Ashbury Lane
For a thought crime
He was angry
At his employer
He believed he was dismissed
From his job
Unfairly
And so in anger
He imagined bashing
His face in
Such a violent thought
The evidence was reviewed
Of course by now all thoughts
Were being uploaded
To the super computer
And stored in the cloud
Each human being
Had to be chipped
There memories stored
Each waking thought
And sleeping dream
Recorded
It's been terrible
Hasn't it?
Human life
I'd say so
But it could always be worse
And it has been for others
Run
Run Mr. Middleton
Run from the incinerator
Such violent thoughts!
The orchestrators
Of this one world order
Will not allow such
Violent thoughts
In their society
Mr. Middleton's digital monitor
(That was required in every living unit)
Calmly read the recommended
Daily intake of nutrients
He could hear
The incinerator
Always came
In the early morning
At the waking hour
It's been terrible
I know John
Hard for the most part
Holy Holy Holy
Is the......
John remembered quickly
That any repeated thoughts
Of a Divine Being
Would move him higher up
On the incinerator's list
Fear not the fires that burn
The creators
Of the incinerator
Will one day learn...
Sep 2, 2016
Sep 2, 2016 at 9:48 PM UTC
The Incinerator
Does not care
How much money
You have
Or how many degrees
It does not care
About your family
Your hopes
Dreams or desires
It is the incinerator
And that is its function
The obese
And elderly
Will be the first
Taken from their homes
Tossed into the incinerator
There are limited resources
And a land
That was once plentiful
Has become barren
I've really grown
To love myself
More and more
Each day
After all
This is MY life
I have failed at many things
I don't have a strong muscular body
Why build up my muscles
Even more anyhow?
The overly large
Muscular and
Obese individuals
Will be the first to die
During the time of trials
With limited resources
Their bodies
Did not receive the
Necessary nourishment
I'm here
I'm here
Say it to yourself
And scream it out loud!
Run, Run from the incinerator
The snipers may get you
But a bullet is swift
And merciful
To burn in the incinerator
Well
That's not a pleasant thought
Is it?
I don't know what
America stands for
Do you?
I think there are many good people
That live here
But I don't think much
Of our government
And our government
Thinks even less of us
Smart appliances
To record
Smart phones
To save data
London is the most
Surveilled nation
In the world
I hope it never becomes
Like that here
Every minute in a public space
Being recorded
On their CCTV cameras
The thought police arrested
John Middleton
Of 480 Ashbury Lane
For a thought crime
He was angry
At his employer
He believed he was dismissed
From his job
Unfairly
And so in anger
He imagined bashing
His face in
Such a violent thought
The evidence was reviewed
Of course by now all thoughts
Were being uploaded
To the super computer
And stored in the cloud
Each human being
Had to be chipped
There memories stored
Each waking thought
And sleeping dream
Recorded
It's been terrible
Hasn't it?
Human life
I'd say so
But it could always be worse
And it has been for others
Run
Run Mr. Middleton
Run from the incinerator
Such violent thoughts!
The orchestrators
Of this one world order
Will not allow such
Violent thoughts
In their society
Mr. Middleton's digital monitor
(That was required in every living unit)
Calmly read the recommended
Daily intake of nutrients
He could hear
The incinerator
Always came
In the early morning
At the waking hour
It's been terrible
I know John
Hard for the most part
Holy Holy Holy
Is the......
John remembered quickly
That any repeated thoughts
Of a Divine Being
Would move him higher up
On the incinerator's list
Fear not the fires that burn
The creators
Of the incinerator
Will one day learn...
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