Shackled...
To your economic serfdom.
Slaves...
To your four wheeled Gods.
Prisoners...
To your flexible mortgages.
Enslaved...
To your children's designer lifestyles.
Crucified...
To death by taxes...
Till death do us part...
Boxed...
Into your enclosed enclaves of a classless society.
Kenneled...
Packs of snarling dogs...
In their financial feeding frenzies.
Ruled...
By your invisible Ergonarchy Eros Elite.
Lambs...
To the slaughter.
In your gravy of social economic serfdom.
Economic...
Serfdom-nomics...
Are such fruitful masters.
With handy...
Sticky back plasters.
For all...
Your financial disasters.
Pissing...
On all our heads.
With fiscal drag forecasts...
Brain dead...
From all the trillions...
We owe...
To all those faceless shysters...
We preach...
The righteous gospel...
Of the virtues of parliamentary democracy.
To our counterparts...
Of every downtrodden nation.
Pigs...
In designer suits...
With snouts dug deep into the expenses trough.
Our...
Hard earned taxpayers money...
Given out...
Like confetti...
To every chocolate molded...
Political Easter Bunny...
Systematic...
Unprecedented...
Collapse...
Past-sell-buy-date
Of Political...
Financial...
Systems.
Feedback loops...
Hallmark of chaotic systems.
Puking...
Into the same old political bucket....
We...
Have outgrown...
This worn out and tired...
System.
Written by a constructive dissenter...
Copyright Hud 2010-2012. Writer/Poet/Philosopher.
