R.I.P.

R.I.P.

Passed on
From a plenitude of pain
Onto platitudes so plain

Everyone's a saint in their eulogy
But neither lament this frail corpse
Nor glorify it unduly

Give credit where it's due
Without speaking untrue
Words twist and memory misremembers

Moving on
Learn from our dear departed
Lessons that shouldn't be discarded:

Any fool can prattle like lowly chattel
Few are those who grab the bull by its horns
Most conform and go along with the common cattle

Don't ever settle
Or be that pot calling the kettle
Black as a widow who mourns

Carry on
If one's legacy benefits all
Another shall surely come to heed the call...

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Capitalist Cult of The Car

"Buy this car to drive to work;

Drive to work to pay for this car." ~ from Hand$hake$ by Metric

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Capitalist Cult of The Car

You wake up early everyday
To commute to a faraway place
Which for all intents and purposes
Could best be described as:
"The Height of Tedium".

You climb the corporate ladder
High enough to afford a new vehicle
The company cafeteria offers donuts
And co-workers congratulate you
With warm welcoming smiles.

That's how we here survive
While economies elsewhere take a dive.
Feeling blue? Fill the tank up for a drive!
Another war wins fuel for us to thrive
Don't think, just work — from nine to five.

Not sure whether or not evolution
Would have wanted it this way?
Repetitive stress makes a fine mess
Within this vicious cycle of duress
But whatever the case, dress to impress!

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