In the age of Homo-Economicus,
Became the body,
The prime commodity,
With risings of poverty,
And ideals of ending disparity...
And thus the commoditized,
Homo-Economicus paves the way,
For Homo-Commoditus,
Who, wrapped in the mythology of equality
Idealistically toils for an era of
'Homo-Equalitus.'
And it is all parceled in the belief of the age,
Which he wears upon him to bear the label...
'Homo-Democracius.'
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