Prison Planet
Indoctrination, the dark day arrives
to roll rocks up hill the rest of our lives
Sisyphean schools prepare all the slaves
demanding allegiance, straight to our graves.
Industrialization, hands of greed
furnace of fire, consumption of need
promised inclusion to a wealthy feast
plate of deceptions with mark of the beast.
A mortgage or lease to live on the land
the planet is owned, every grain of sand
all fancy jails, our homes on the earth
with labor enslaved by fires of hearth.
The work force beckons or death on the streets
no place to escape, it all just repeats
both forms of torture bring forth despair
and stress for survival where nobody cares.
Consumer engines speeds up production
with waste produced that brings our destruction
disposable things, expendable lives
with a failure at peak when it arrives.
Destructive system where you are not free
a garbage disposal on land and sea
with roads overheating as stress bears down
supply lines will break, the system will drown.
On governing tables, rules to ensure
all decided so the beast may endure
no changes permitted to ruling cast
a proclamation that is made to last.
A global warming, the blame is on you
not the system of growth owned by the few?
We’ve been here before as history recalls
excuses galore as the empire falls.
Humanity suffers, hangs from a vine
while grape picker taxes empty your stein
illusions are formed if you get ahead
all in reliance till system is dead.
There’s no escaping nor is there a vote
with castles of strife and oceans their moat
the system owns you, no matter your place
born into bondage is the human race.
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Poem written (July 23rd, 2022)
Note: Sisyphus or Sisyphos, a king of Ephyra now known as Corinth was punished by Zeus for cheating death twice and forced him to roll an immense boulder up a hill only for it to roll down every time it neared the top, repeating this action for eternity.
Through the classical influence on today’s so called, modern culture, tasks that are both laborious and futile are described as “Sisyphean” – (Sis-y-phe-an)
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The official text on World History is nothing more than a
long list of sickly achievements made by sociopathic monsters who aggrandize
themselves by making sure they come off smelling like roses to the general
population they are preying on. ~ Stewart Brennan
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