COMMERCIALISM
Throughout a program playing so
Or the streaming of a show,
Commercials advertise the new...
Broadcasting to me and you.
Only seconds long, they toss
Their message out to get across.
Straightforward - sometimes with humour
To appeal to the consumer.
Marketed products for sale...
New lines of recent retail.
Variations of a flavour
Or something similar to savour.
Through jingles and spoken word...
Business making itself heard.
Near
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Categories:
commercialism, business, technology,
Form: Rhyme
Neon Blind
In streets adorned with neon lights,
We're sold a dream of grand delights,
But beware, for what glitters gold,
May only serve to leave us cold.
The market's claws can gouge and bite,
While we succumb to its great might,
We trade our souls for cheap applause,
And become slaves to want and flaws.
Amidst the aisles and billboards bright,
Our hearts and minds
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Categories:
commercialism, society,
Form: Rondeau Redouble
Holiday Rapids
Well within the city limits mysteries
Suburban people to the core escape
Into a wilderness of houses bunched together
Outside town, outside the reaches of police
In giant vehicles much bigger
Much larger than ordinary cars
Good citizens leave congested streets
For the homogenization of
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Categories:
commercialism, appreciation, christmas, confusion, holiday,
Form: Free verse
Commercialism
Habits are difficult to break…
and when lethal it is as if trying
to scale a fence with barbs at the top.
Smoking, drug addiction,
bad relationships
attach to one’s spirit like flypaper
or gooey-spider-webs, entrapping
the soul, gumming-up divine essence
making it difficult for God to be heard
above the interference, and for us
to discern the clear, clean direction
of Mother
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Categories:
commercialism, addiction, business, people, perspective,
Form: Free verse
Making
There's something about pollution
that makes you think you belong
Perhaps it's nature's fart
Or maybe other's told you
bare sick winds for their art
There's something about a sick wind
that makes you want to fart
Perhaps it's nature's randy
Or perhaps; for making blart
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Categories:
commercialism, analogy, jobs, pollution,
Form: Quatrain