It Came from the City

Just how society and the media can grab a hold on pure and raw things and completely tear them apart and spit them out as glossy lies, and how that's only a minute part of the thievery of it all.

A towering beast-
Gnashing its sharpened teeth,
Lusting for the tender flesh
  of
The purest delicacies;
Untainted by greed,
Fueled by cheap philosophy,
Sung by Gutter Kings,
Quoted by drugged things
All painted in filth.
      They fight the good fight.
And refuse to feed the carnivorous machine.
But it's sly,
With suits by its side.
Regurgitating glossy propaganda.

  Equality!
  Freedom!
  Liberty!