Corporate Whores and Company Men

corporate whores & company men hollowed out somewhere along the line, sitting on the shelf, waiting for the promised glory, every bit of style designed by others pushing them like the most savage drug on the “naïve public,” every step on the ladder covered in bling luring in the greediest of pigs, lathered up in the colognes & perfumes provided that bear their names, with manufactured voices & manufactured gestures, each step planned out by a committee, each appearance set up by a group of others who pull the strings but stand in the shadows (aimed to gain more than the puppets however, never foolish enough to take part in a photo op), smiling for the pictures, standing in the spotlight, working 25 hours a day, tying off & shooting dollar bills straight into their veins, standing tall as the most appreciated role models of the 21st century american.