dada h!p5t3r ab5urd!5t 50ng.

believe
i’m surrounded by ghosts.
addicted to phone apps,
a mexican hipster,
i make myself sick.

relief,
off the hook on the moon,
interplanetary and imaginary
are all of my friends
found asleep at the wheel.

the thief
came and took the country away.
his goons came in over night,
and walked out by morning away
with everything:
our freedom and democracy.
got us hooked on technology
too distracted
to notice that something is happening,
so we all just be like
l-o-l,
w-t-f.

awake
i became on the day
i learned to be critical
of everything politicians said.
thank you for that lesson dad.

retake
our native lands from government hands.
this time we won’t ask.
we’ll have to go and demand
and incite the truth to ignite

a flame
to illuminate roads yet to be taken
by children not yet awaken
before the corporation rakes them in and
transforms the child to a slave.
that child might’ve become einstein or jesus,
but now she’s just busy
watching TV,
and always logged in.
always so connected while remaining so disconnected,
infected by corporate fat cats,
constantly advertising,
and we’re all just like
l-o-l,
w-t-f.

07.06.12.