Reaping by Nicole Terry  1 sell your sweat on the assembly Line punch the clock until your last dime drudge home to your screen and your boredom put another rationed dinner on the table of Life primetime evening program turn off your mind distract from thinking you’re a blank eyed zombie, now its off for SLEEP download instructions in dream mode time has no hold they’re coming to harvest your souls forget your rights, you never had none they cull, you can’t run here comes the Reaping here comes the Reaping soon. . . 2 newspaper headlines ‘Alert it’s a new War’ one last warning to the instant enemy “You are the enemy, but there’s no need to worry tape all the windows, Homeland is secure!” bad news weather reports more snow you with bills to register oh no not another day like this “please let me keep my satellite TV” you pray time has no hold they’re coming to harvest your souls forget your rights, you never had none they cull, you can’t run here comes the Reaping here comes the Reaping soon. . . 3 Just 50 more years spinning your wheels then you can be free to tire old someone else can pay while you swallow your pills and buy miracles in a candyland home --Reprogramming Commencing—“everything’s okay you lost your mind long ago no reason to complain here’s a green note you’ve endured your final claim to Life” time has no hold they’re coming to harvest your souls forget your rights, you never had none they cull, you can’t run here comes the Reaping here comes the Reaping now. . . © Copyright 2008 Nicole Terry ALL RIGHTS RESERVED [back to Poems] [Sensual Poetry]