Plastic Pattern People

Glassy eyes and plastic smiles -
Smiles that never falter -
Tethered to our computers:
Necks bedecked with halters.
Tethers to keep us plugged in
Into the Matrix, with all the others
Nooses to choke, to starve our brains
And all dissent smother.

We live in an age of deafening silence
Sounds drowned out by all the noise
Our hearts are dumb, our ears are numb
From the din raised by all our toys.
We are blind to the future;
Neither can we remember what lies behind
No wonder we are silent when
We are asked to speak our mind.

Has there ever been a more selfish age,
Where we care nothing for anyone else?
Yet this is the age of fitting in,
Of standardizing the Self.
Schools and nurseries churn them out
All similar, all unequal
All content to live and die
As Plastic Pattern People.