Pay attention if you can…
They bring the wits `round to craving futile noise;
Clutter and drivel and trivia and claptrap!
A tube-fed nation, inhaling the steady numbness of the cut and flash;
The bombardment of a saber-toothed reflection; Barbie doll drivel and spit!
The world’s come a calling and you’ve not noticed it!
Pay attention if you can…
The burning world’s come to stay
and you’ve not a clean thing to wear
And the house is in disarray!
A tyrant’s knocking on your pipes listening to your incessant tirade
About American Idol and Brittany Spears!
Your personal data’s being scanned, copied, and put up for trade
While you lounge `round in your God awful tube-fed coma!
Pay attention if you can…
Electro-gadgetry’s stolen your memory,
While the blazing world’s been tapping at your door,
and a tyrant’s been rummaging `round your bedroom!
There are men at work in your yard digging a memory hole
And they’ll lower you down; bury you `neath the solemn ground,
But you won’t notice...
Copyright © 2006 mrp
An inspired rant thanks to
Open Letters to George W. Bush!
TUBE-FED
