born!
to begin dying
each of us compromised
initially...
doomed!
why bother trying?
slow-sick-sad life
undermined
surreptitiously...
preoccupied
deconcentrated...
hologrammic freedom
population baited...
dutiful transparency
sadly arbitrary...
whatever gets done
gets done in a hurry...
hoarding having
holding owning
driving driven
texting phoning
sealed tight in a grave
all your bones look the same
smiley-faced force
potentially despotic...
authority and industry's billboards
thoroughly hypnotic...
martini-olive imperialism
flick-of-the-wrist viciousness...
facile cocktail parties
where humanity is hit or miss...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I dunno...........I kinda dig it.