Dispossessed

 

Lives ruined and lived in quiet despair

talents and skills ignored or manipulated

All exist within a hot house

a climate under control where day and night are ordered

by the forces of power to determine their menace

as apathetic weary souls capitulate their minds

in a act of economic weary abandonment

 

Freedom is available but under control

the armies of the media beat their endless ensemble

as they march past the dias of their lords

The lords take their salute and retire

in the satisfied knowledge that all is well

The ball remains in the court of wealth

under the crown of healthy corruption

 

Voices of dissent shout but to little avail

as the thought police receive their orders from media HQ

Individuals and Movements rail against the vortex

but the power of the economy drives them into submission

Our very lives are programmed to conform

robbed of our true identities we become automatons

Only at the end may we see clearly how we have been 

used and abused