It seems we’re trapped in a grand delusion

Hypnotized by a group illusion

Drip fed horror, seasoned with fear

With extras of grief, making it clear

How we are viewed, as though wood for the fire

As expendable products they want to expire

Giving the tools to dehumanise

Then it becomes like it was in their eyes

Rather than helping and giving some hope

Instead, they look down and hand you the rope

Making it harder to just get on by

Nudging and wanting you just to comply

But behind that deal to help you to cope

It’s just a different type of rope

To keep you tied to the systems need

Consuming people, it seems that greed

~

Has taken over

(c) K Wicks