Chapter 36: Trust Rhymes With Bust (aka Holidays In the Sun)

I’m in the hotel, end of train journey.

I switch on the TV: News, and confusion.

Top story: A venerable travel company’s gone bust,

it’s been in trouble for a while,

thousands of customers stranded abroad,

fears realized (maybe they got a discount for their gamble?) …

Just one of many bad, sad and mad

gloomy news stories,

on this melancholy gray day.

But relief is at hand, “friend”, take a breath, yes, take a break,

it’s TV commercial time.

… “Feeling down? Feeling blue?

Then why not book next year’s vacation now!

We’ve got some great destinations.

Book now! Beat the rush!

We’re the travel company you can trust!”

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Alas, capitalism never stops.

(To be continued…)

 

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Chapter 29: Highway Robbery

They bombard our minds,

triggering new compulsions.

Highway robbery.

(To be continued…)

 

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Chapter 26: Audition, Unchosen

We all have a role,

expectations to fulfill.

For this we were born?

(To be continued…)

 

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Chapter 20: Luxury, Super-Soft Towels

People are starving,

living, suffering, striving, dying,

in abject poverty.

Meanwhile, “they”,

the representatives of the one percent,

wipe raindrops off a tennis court,

scraping, scuffing, foot-on dragging

21 luxury super-soft Egyptian cotton towels

(meant for the faces and soft bodies

of celebrities and rich wannabes).

Wasted.

Disgraceful.

Sick, sad society.

(Would it kill them to use a mop?)

(To be continued…)

 

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TV Sucks You In…

The advertisements provide a valuable service,

reminding me of the life opportunities I’m missing.

So, OK, yes please, sign me up for that extortionate loan today!

 

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Nazi Seeds, Today’s “Prestige” & Desire

The Nazis “lost”,

but actually they won,

(seeds) in your hearts and minds,

the machines you drive, desire.

… Money and prestige

trumps morality.

 

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Living the Dream

“We all got the same 24 hours in a day,”

TV Man says (hubris and chagrin),

“You want to succeed, people?

Stop complaining and

organize your time!”

…

Maybe TV Man don’t realize,

care,

or understand why,

Maria’s got three jobs.

(This is the Dream?)

 

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“Capitalize On This…”

This is the team that won history,

apparently,

a disparate gang, united by one commonality:

Greed is good.

Defaming the name of God

and morality,

lunch bag legends, proclaiming:

“the weak, meek and ignorant are always good targets.”

Cold hard cash and phoney credit lies,

dog eat dog, rabid bulls charging,

insatiable hunger,

exploiting the vulnerable, manipulating,

eviscerating,

your grandmother and mine.

… Thieves prosper

in the evil empire.

 

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Land Of Opportunity? For Some, Maybe.

Was life so bad before, lost time and place,

to willingly sacrifice my

mind, body, soul and face

to this false god?

Bogus American dream.

 

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Sex Sells (Emptiness Swells)

Sex sells

(and who’s buying?)…

Sex sells

products,

souls, dollars,

holes.

 

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