Mother Culture's Lullbye - the Culling Song
She sings to us,
Even when we hear no
sound,
Especially when our
eyes are closed.
She is always there
subliminally,
Inherently in the
background noise of
everything
The city traffic and
noise of the workday
She swims softly
through our head in
the after hours
Tempting us with
Toys and Riches
Telling us what
would make us Happy
She sings on the TV,
on the BIG SCREEN
more, more, more
She fills our head
with empty promises
of The New Golden
Rule
Watch as the masses
head to the mall
To worship at this
shrine of
materialism and
greed
To pay grievances at
Gap and Footlocker
To give thanks to
Victoria's Secret
and Macy's
She is No God
but a Blind Savior,
A False Prophet,
leading men away
from enlightenment.
Copyright © Joseph Demarco | Year Posted 2014
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