Sticky sweet methane reactions
Dust the populace with disease
Live flesh embalmed in corruption
Synapses singed by chemicals
Revolving doors plot compliance
Lab rats approve their profit lies
Rubberstamping death's cruel intent
To ease the launch of product lines
Sickness hails the new production
Toxic journeymen script conceit
Pollution served in high demand
Cheery colors soothe all concern
Endgame agendas map our fate
Distracted by their snake oil pitch
Intent lost in pounding presses
Agony harvests grim consent
When converting matter to force
Substance nurtures without remorse
Bulging as we starve on our feet
While new orders chart vast deceit
Life insults the hegemony
Spirits infect the merchandise
Births disrupt their digestion plan
Since cold steel pumps their factory floor
Occult minions breed ignorance
With agendas tempered in fire
Boiling bones to divine power
Until the masses hit the floor
Powerful! Very powerful! ! Words ran like bulllets.......a fascinating piece indeed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Blood suckers profiting through polluting......................a hidden agendas went unseen.Great piece John!