Epsilons In Nail Salons
Go to work, get paid then spend it fast
You need more stuff cuz things don't last
forever. - Hurry! Run to the store!
Corporate slaves and Wal-mart whores
In this world it would be a crime to wait
Impatient infant - - look what you create
A life controlled from start to end
A shopping cart - your new best friend
Alphas; Betas; Deltas too
In 1930, Aldous Huxley knew
'End, don't mend! ' - 'Just buy it new! '
Push a button and it's done for you.
We sit possessed, engulfed in our distractions
Stimulation = Satisfaction
The joint in your mouth; the beer in my hand
American Idol; Brand Names; On Demand (and)
High-tech phones stuck to our heads
The drones; the clones; the walking dead
For convenience it's all organized
You buy McDonald's fries - Empires rise
…While sick and starving children die.
Alphas, Betas, Gammas too
Animals inside the American Zoo
Do what you're told, little pawns;
Epsilons in Nail Salons!
Orgy-porgy; Grocery stores
'I've got my 'Soma'' - 'You've got yours! '
'Glad I've got things! ' - 'Glad I'm not poor! '
'But…I think I need just a little more…'
Well, you've got your money - I've got a pen
My Voice; My rights; I'll take a stand
Defend my mind - keep myself free
And try not to let fat corporate pigs get rich off me!
Alphas; Betas; Deltas too
And to an Island send the precious few
A new World Order - A Human petting zoo!
A high price has been paid to 'civilize' you
Alphas, betas, deltas too
In 1930, Aldous Huxley Knew
Don't get your way? Just cry, 'boo hoo hoo! ! '
Push a button and it's done for you!
So stand in line, don't push or shove-
'Soma' rationed from your corporate Gods above-
1,000 nurses, smiling, in latex gloves say,
'Soma's just as good as love! '
-Summer 2008 -
poem by Ray Quesada
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