Under Their Thumb

Everyday activities seem uninspired.

Words have lost their meaning.

Actions have lost integrity.

Authenticity in life is missing, and, in the vacuum that is left

Vicious mercenaries with commercial objectives,

Insist we notice products in high definition.

Banal corporate intentions gentrify the market place.

Incongruent Metaphor’s numb our senses.

Incessant announcers position themselves,

To be our second tier friends

And apply pier pressure

To keep us under their thumb

We see the erosion of our virtues.

In our complacency,

We are complicit in the corrosion of our morality.

Our condition is attributed to evolution,

But in our cells we see the symbiotic

Relationship that exploits our weakness for action.

In the past,

Intuition would have guided us.

We would have sensed their true predatory nature.

We would have reacted, enacted some primal instinct.

Our medicated, Pavlovian conditioning

Is fertile soil for apathy.