Thursday 10 December 2020

Communication 163

do not resuscitate 


Why is it when we’re on the cusp of a revolution

the cowardly bastards run,

how long will it take to push you towards the brink?

we don’t evolve, we shrink

like dying stars in separate universes,

common ground has been crowned

the king of all curses

life’s not so much a forward movement

rather an insemination in reverse,

there’s far too many people eyeing up the prize,

tell me – who would you sacrifice to stay alive?

can’t you see our minds have been hacked?

are you to fucking dumb to think?

you’re just another chain in the link,

impregnated ‘group-think’

will autocorrect all that it infects, 

there is no dignity for all us insects

only boredom, only whoredom,

bureaucrats bidding on our organs

you’re to immobilised to retaliate

I don’t want to tell you it’s to late

they’ve left us for dead,

“do not resuscitate”