Most people tell themselves
\nthey have no time to wander down
\nthe aisles of these great corporates
\nwho litter every town
\nwith vast displays of torture
\nits there for all to see
\ndressed up in sickly humour
\nwhich is advertised to be
\njust the cream they wanted
\nsupported by the stars
\nthe sirens who have sold their souls
\nmanufactured tzars
\nmanipulated to create that aura
\nthat absolves
\nthem from the very hatred
\nthat’s there in all our souls<\/p>\n
Fur the skin on animals
\ninnocent souls that are
\nput to death so abominably
\nand the karmic debts that scar
\nhumanity each second of each day
\nbut few will feel
\nthe need to cry out and be heard
\ninside they now conceal
\nit all, they dare not face it
\nthe truth hurts them as well
\nfor in the final meltdown
\nthey too will go to Hell<\/p>\n
The corporate chain is growing
\nmore and more and more
\ncrap is manufactured
\nlike it never was before
\nintroducing the meddling
\nof genetics just a way
\nof controlling people
\nand reducing them
\nand forcing their decay<\/p>\n
much faster thus creating
\na planet based on fear
\nwhen you control what people eat
\nit then becomes so clear
\ninitially the state may fund
\nthe medical bills but they
\nwill claw it all back rapidly
\nwhen the patient slips away <\/p>\n
in the process there are other slaves
\nbillions of them who
\nare eaten or are used for fur
\nor are the experiments
\na clue
\nto reducing the population
\nby meddling and they
\nare slaughtered in their trillions
\nfor that is the corporate way<\/p>\n
every species takes a hit
\nright across the board
\nand with so many experiments
\nfew can now afford
\nor know, really how to do it
\nthose famous names we know
\nlike Kelloggs, Nestle L’oreal
\nand a thousand more and they grow
\nas the companies lose their indentity
\nand become part of the flow
\nand this is now the outcome
\nas many of you know<\/p>\n
your children want a particular
\ncereal, your husband a particular jam
\nyou like that face cream or floor polish
\nsomeone likes that ham
\nsomeone else that brand of cheese
\nthis is what they do
\nand every stage we feel the rage
\nfor the voiceless ones were true
\nthey took the hit, in laboratories
\nthey faced the wrath each hour
\ntheir shattered lives were assaulted
\nby the overseeing power<\/p>\n
they wrote the laws and fought the fight
\nand the process took them on
\nthere were far too many of them anyway
\nif some were gone
\nit was deemed to be a good idea
\nand those activists around
\nwho made a noise on face book
\non their own sad journey drowned
\nmore laws to contain them
\nto terrorize them and
\ncontrol them coming into force
\nright across the land<\/p>\n
a war of some attrition
\na silent war was waged
\nbrainwashing on a level
\nthat perhaps was never gauged
\nthe super hyper markets
\nsome open all the time
\npeddling the new range of dope
\nin real time pits of slime
\nup to no good truthfully
\nfor what went on to create
\nthe vast array of goods
\nnow children all put on their plate
\nthe torture of farm animals
\nrespect there’s none at all
\nfrom the moment they are
\nordered from their mother
\nit would gall
\nany of you really if you knew
\ntheir pain
\ntheir torture and their agony
\nand their horror was all in vain
\nthe experiments in laboratories
\nup and down the land
\nmany, even the perpetrators
\ncannot understand
\nthe repeated experimentation
\nevery single day
\nlistening to repeated cries
\nits insanity, its way
\nbeyond human enlightenment
\ninto a realm so dark
\nthat the vanquished become
\nnothing they don’t even have a mark
\nand all this creates the fervour
\nits part of what we do
\nwe use it and abuse it
\nand some don’t have a clue
\nwe are now no better than
\nthe sirens with bought souls
\nwe just buy into all of it
\nlike a vast army of trolls<\/p>\n
and the super hyper market tills
\nare rolling everyday
\nwe pass over the printed paper
\nand we go on our way
\nwe eat the corporate rubbish
\nthat was manufactured by
\nthe brand names that we trusted
\nbut that caused many to die
\nmillions of loving animals
\nslaughtered just so we
\ncould eat our chocolate crispies
\nor that special mug of tea<\/p>\n
and the end is fast approaching
\nthe sirens have their shocks
\nall our boats are drawing nearer
\nto those ragged rocks
\nillness is at levels
\nperhaps no one has known
\nthe skies are full of chem trails
\nand the weather is now sown
\nwith chemicals and few still realise
\nwhat is soon to come
\nthey still hear the sweet music
\nwhen in fact its but a hum<\/p>\n
and its not the bee’s alas
\nmost of them have died
\nthey were very sensitive
\nthey found suicide
\na better sweeter option
\nnot the corporate clamour we
\nare now all living under
\nin our sweet adversity<\/p>\n
this may come as a shock to you
\nit may go over your sweet head
\nbut in making what you put inside of you
\nmany are dead
\ntortured into submission
\nand then tortured again
\nslaughtered in their billions
\nto a vast and sick refrain<\/p>\n
and very few could hear it
\nit was drowned out by those tills
\nringing in the market places
\nand all those coloured pills
\nthat people now were shoving down
\ntheir throats for all their worth
\nas the Pharmaceutical Giants
\nwere taking over Earth<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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