Make It - Cheap, Cheap - Little Birdie

Like the solid state gramophone,
Like the rotary dial telephone,
and the 1932 Ford V8 Flathead chrome
this was when we built it true "to the bone"

Unlike the "made in China" stuff, we fuss over today,
dumped into landfills where it won't decay.
A little birdie said, corporations like it this way -
you get your brand new toy, while they get substantial pay.

It's "reduce, re-use, recycle" exactly for this reason,
in that exact order, so stop the environmental trees-in
the clear cut deforestation,
aiding and abetting our global castration.

Cheap corn and soy derivatives, along with petrochemicals in our food,
Health Canada or the FDA never asked whether you approved.
It might send the wrong message and that's just plain rude,
and so is their use of industry funded research dude.

Food isn't really intended for eating anymore,
it's manufactured to appear abundant, when shipped from port to store.
Assess your local supermarket but not the aisles at its core,
the real food is kept on the perimeter and is considerably less than before.

A little birdie said there's not as much food as you think,
water's a finite resource, here quick, take a drink!
because the glaciers are disappearing, the Great Lakes' tributary link.
Don't delude yourself, drought and famine are always on the brink.

The little birdie goes cheap, cheap
Like the trinkets we work so hard to keep, keep
that create the huge profits they reap, reap.
Like little Bo Peep,
our leaders fell fast asleep,
and we the people are the lost sheep.

The Adult Pacifier

You buy into the technology trap,
 the pressure cooker, marketing rap.
 The industrialists push it on you like crack,
 smart phone, gaming and computer crap.
 Little puppies come sit in their lap.

You can't wait to be wooed by their latest wares.
The young hordes lining up with their blank stares.
Unblemished trust, forfeit your cares,
as you add value to their profitable shares.

They make the stuff cheap so it won't last,
durability and quality are a thing of the past.
When you're all done, simply throw it away,
like the future generations that you will slay.

The "IT Crowd" and the "who's who" are in,
they readily embrace sickness, not sin.
Their convenient little euphemism,
to separate their church from their statism.
They pray Satan, not God, will come to save them.

The corporate marketers divert your attention,
a ploy they use to disguise their intention.
While your head's turned in the other direction,
they lobby government for greater concessions.

Keep the public pacified and dumb them right down
So these corporate, government clowns, can keep wearing the crown.
Make sure you don't vote, go play your Xbox instead;
ask yourself, did big oil provide the Middle East with democracy and bread?

The Age of the Technocrats

In the Eighties
we were told,
the world would become technologically bold,
to help pave the way,
for the Millennium to unfold.

We'd have virtual sex,
in a simulated context,
so bodies wouldn't connect,
to help stamp out the S.T.D. hex.

Robots would be there to serve,
and jet powered vehicles would swerve,
in mid air around architectural curves.

There'd be moving sidewalks.
No more long walks.
Only short talks.

Food in pill form,
would be the new norm,
and behavioral reform
would make everybody conform.

Skip ahead to the technological reality of today,
it's a scheme to make you pay,
it failed to pave the way,
for people to rise above two dollars a day.

Western governments invested in the drone,
to bomb terrorism back to the age of stone.
What happens when terrorists develop a drone of their own,
 and drop bombs on your grandchildren's home?

Necessity as the mother of invention,
is an outdated mode of intention,
a quaint anecdote of convention.

Real technology looks past immediate need,
the poor it will strive to feed,
but not Monsanto seed.

Real technology seeks to improve,
the lot of humanity's brood,
not the lives of the wealthy few.

There's nothing that stifles creation like the corporation,
and their limited focus on monetary enumeration,
individual evaluation,
and overall summation,
they cut the cord on innovation.

Real technology is rooted in benevolence,
not statecraft and malevolence,
it's aim should be to elevate human intelligence,
not perpetuate our historical irrelevance.

With its focus on profit and war,
technology is no more,
now that you got your stuff at the Apple store,
you can keep your mind locked in a drawer.