A Not So Difficult American Riddle by Nicole Terry   though IT tries to confuse you in ITs world it's live by ITs rules moral standards for your mind to choose choose well because you will be tested for ever fit into ITs mold and ITs got you you must think as IT will have you do IT’s crazy but still IT is not enough those headaches you feel are mtv madness I bet you like those videos: perfect little handsome commercial products buy and sell your persona and soul are you aware how much you are told by puppet wizards with hands in their butts here gold is measured in countries dollars are valued in golden nations somehow the debt keeps amounting and the news reports the people agree their servitude for the progression of public apathy black white brown yellow ITs all obscene you don't care you play your role compete for your right to be civil you've assumed your evil as living and convinced you're the master gene instead you're merely encoded in the equation program called H.U.M.A.N.I.T.Y. you're not as great as you seem you're a typical robot spitting out mp3s with the ringing of your labor bell the ring around your boxed-in self the spinning of your carousel powered by a mass of imbeciles marching to the piped in spell you've driven the rest of us into consumption hell. can not one of you get IT right? your High-Definition, Plasma, Picture-in-Picture, Flat-screen, Satellite Digital Cable, American TV MADE IN CHINA © Copyright 2008 Nicole Terry ALL RIGHTS RESERVED   [back to Poems] [Sensual Poetry]