Consumerism Poem by Mark Heathcote

They're like a row of patients needing saline.
Yes, stock markets can crash and trampoline,
what happened, wasn't they the dream machine?
Were times back then lean and unforeseen?

I look at this old photo and think how-wasteful
it's wholly obscene; how can it happen?
Consumerism isn't it distasteful
that these cars sit idle here covered in bracken.

It's like a vintage drive-in movie scene
24 redundant automobiles
lined up, and not one has any gasoline.
There were never any ownership deals
-in place for these, rusted-up tired old wheels.
It paints a picture and what it reveals.