Self, self, self
It’s all about fucking self,
How we can find happiness
In material wealth,
Glossy fucking items
That no one fucking needs,
Sold to us through our doctorial
Plasma television screens,
Being told by those who lead
Just hat we should dream,
That keeps the cogs turning on their capitalistic machine
They call this a free market democracy,
But it only works for those at the top for those who are wealthy,
And any kind of views on being loving and caring
Are mocked and seen as deviant and somehow people believe,
That someone’s trying to take away peoples luxuries
These glorious fucking material goods that nobody needs,
And when people preach equality
You see how people have now become obsessed with greed,
Getting quite vociferous and really fucking angry
Because it’s a sad testament that our societies,
Have become focused on greedy idolatry
And that self, self, self is rooted in what’s in it for me?
Fuck everybody else, I only care how I am seen
Successful and amazing because I built a life on fucking dreams,
That I did not acquire myself but we’re instilled in me
By the capitalistic purvayors of empty vacuous themes,
That when we look truly at what we’ve become, we realised we’ve become demeaned.
To the point, raw and real. Great posts, beautiful mind. 🙏
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Raw and real is the only way to get the message out there, thanks very much for reading and understanding my friend 🙏 Faux
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Yeah the self…. Well I totally understand you 👍👍👍
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Thanks very much for reading and understanding my friend 💖🙏 Faux
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You are welcome my friend 🌹😊💯keep writing great things 👌👌👌💯
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