Disposable Humans {POEM}

Our industrial society

Treats us as objects

With company logos and steel toes

It's reprogramming our minds-

Adapt or be replaced-

The soul is deleted.

Propaganda surrounds us

In this guilt-based environment.

Lacking honesty, integrity and Justice,

Corporate CEO's bow down shamelessly

While worker's torsos contort

spray painted purple, pressed as grapes:

Made into a Prosperous Wine.

Served to the Stockholders.


Anthony Moulds

dedicated to the individual