What Kind Of New World? Poem by Robert Pettit

Thanks to Henry Ford living six hundred years before,
here is a brave new world John the Savage would explore:

The Hatching and Conditioning Center is the source
where community and stability stay on course.
A team of scientists pre-determined each life’s path;
each fetus in an in-vitro amniotic bath.
To live as an Alpha at the highest echelon,
or a mindless manual-laboring Epsilon.
Or as a Beta, Gamma, or Delta in between.
Their final decision was what remained to be seen.

Did anyone seem to care about their final fates?
While frolicking with numerous promiscuous mates?
No worries about depression or what brought them down;
daily rations of Soma obviated their frown.

For John the Savage, it didn’t take him very long
to determine his presence in this place was all wrong.
He would soon be inundated with consternation
regretting when he departed the reservation.