To see our lives as others see them
To see our lies also
To our peace of mind
This is that dream that's presented
BUT....This is the dream of our times
"You MUST try it.. You'll like it... then you'll buy it !!!...."
Advertising, it defines our unconscious wants
That rules our insides,
They domineer our private time
Churning out plastic dreams for our plastic times
Oh! How they divide our time
Trying to buy our mind with out of date rhyme
Like an angler without his line
Fishing all the time
In a stagnant pound for full grown trout
The best fish gets away
And the advertiser,
Sells you all the drowned carp
All bloated and decayed
All our dreams wrapped up in garbage bags
Displayed for the new world to see
On our industrial washing line
Still our dreaming is a private thing
Still you should remember in peace
Your mind is not yet numbed
By the dribble you are forced to see
Forced to read
In our times
YOU ARE READING
HANG IN THERE !
PoetryPoems. with the flavour of..... HANG IN THERE IT MAY GET BETTER........ and YES that is Doctorwatsonscat .... Hanging in there..
