Another Man's Meat

Another Man's Meat

A Poem by CoffeeInfused
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Some late-night semi-drunken rambling

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Technologically inundated

Our whole lives wasted

Playing mule or driver

Scrambling

Scrounging

For another dollar

Another penny

When capitalism has taken over

Everything

And all we know

 

“Can we turn a profit?

Can we make a dime?

Well, if not, I’m sorry

But I just don’t have the time!”

Corporate louses

Like blood-heavy ticks

Draining the life

Out of anything

Everything

They can latch onto-

 

Greed, avarice

Keeping up with the Joneses

Gluttony

And overconsumption

The lust for power

And other things

To have a semblance of control

Over the masses

 

Preying upon the sloth

Of the populace

And their unwillingness

To stand up

To rise against

Because

“It’s always been this way”

Or

“What can I do to change it?”

For fear of incurring the wrath

Of their overlords

Who already demand

Their pound of flesh

Cut away from the people

To settle their debts

 

And round and round

The cycle goes

In a widening gyre

This cycle of death and decay

And rebirth seldom

Just corruption piled atop

More of the same

And everyone must eat

Dog-eat-dog

The strong prey upon

The weak

And the helpless

Until they in turn

Become the very thing they preyed on

To be devoured

By something younger

And more agile

 

As it has always been

Since the dawn of man

And the source of

Man’s inhumanity to man

Has always been

And always will be itself

For mankind

Is kept alive

By bestial acts

 

As it has been

As it will be

One man’s flesh

Is another man’s meat

© 2013 CoffeeInfused


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Did I smile while reading because all of us can relate to this? Not sure... I definitely understand the ramble (even if it was written in a drunken state). Damn good writing for being impaired, too.
I think this is a factor, no matter what the industry. Business is always about the bottom line. People are thought of secondary to that. Wish it wasn't like that, but it is.
I'm going out on my own, to get some semblance of controlling my own destiny as far as work goes. Probably not as much control as I think it will bring, but I'll live with the delusion for a while. :)


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