Death Machine

Push me out
of this death canal
the primal scream
marks my arrival
reach for compassion
to no avail
put me into this
death machine
connect the wires
to the mother board
oh how i wish I was never born
into this conspiring uniform
i am so perfectly blended
into the system
like so much fruit in a socialist smoothie
i cannot move
my legs are not my own
and i age quickly
in this passing moment
which stretches out like taffy
into eternal apathy
I'm automated...
it seems my sense of self
was confiscated
the right wing swallowed the left wing
and all sides stand steady
we are the war machine that fights itself
and were self destruction ready.