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One Dimensional Man
by Sims

neon and strobe, the eyes don't go beyond
the glow
they want to protest but lost the focus
now they're latching on to any cause
snapping down like any jaw
mulch from the demagogues
acting like they're demigods

it starts with the link
moves to the sinking
moves to the chain gang moving to the brink
rules are the same
game speak in doublethink
with the action based on guilt
holier than thou type thing
but you did your part
you gave your hundred bucks to NPR
you joined the co-op now
bought the hybrid car
switched to peace coffee
went to three rallies
then wiped your hands with sanitized solution
good deeds tallied
consumer movement seeking absolution
redesign the treadmill, still ain't moving
desperately run in place
reapplied the laws of the bluest eye
and the made the truest shade of grey
so we truly fade away
like it or not you're standing here stranded
you didn't buy the tape and plastic
still copped the panic
you switched it up now you're buying all organic
screaming save the planet
but you won't even save your neighbor dammit

so where do we go
now that we know who's paving the road
oh no no no
are you saving your soul
or braiding the rope that's making you choke?
and so it goes
they throw the line our caustic
they're rolling out the product
they hit you in your heart aiming for you pocket
you can't ignore the profit
Michael Moore the topic
now tell me that your time is really all
that philanthropic

neon and strobe the eyes don't go beyond the glow
they want to protest but lost the focus
it's a cycle, no less
out of place, grotesque
step with cold flesh towards a cause with
warm breath
seeking comfort in the moment, missed the omen
everyone screaming change but rebuild it the same
new wording same adage, go ask Alice
grab your mallet, you better get ready to
earn your callous
the master's tools will never dismantle the
master's palace

so where do we go
now that we know who's paving the road
oh no, no, no
are you saving your soul
or braiding the rope that's making you choke?
and so it goes
they throw the line our caustic
they're rolling out the product
they hit you in your heart aiming for you pocket
you can't ignore the profit
Michael Moore the topic
now tell me that your time is really all
that philanthropic

Contributed by Camilla T. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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