Social Condition

Get it done and/or take over
Goal-direction for life-recipes
And it sells or it smells
Market the crap out
Of your selfhood
Gain promise and break lives
That will gain the trust
Of the faceless passive voices
That feast upon your choices
And earn their compound retirement
On the back of your guilt, buried under the top line
While the bottom is fed by those you can't bear
To look at
And that's leisure and desire and natural selection
Darwin couldn't have managed it better
You and the administrators of organized cultural business
Get to choose who comes next
And it's your children, whether they like it or not

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