Abd alAbyad III
2020 Slave Trade (exhibit C)
Since they made us sexlessÂ
It's all we can think aboutÂ
Imagine having familiesÂ
Imagine making outÂ
Instead we are robotic
Groomed to be machines
Deactivated humansÂ
Hiding beneath the obscene
We are naked and sexlessÂ
It's true
Overcompensating by layers of make-up
That nourishes us like poo
The less we wear the less we fuck
And so we're feeling dead
We get fed intravenouslyÂ
By the Media shoot to the headÂ
Our neurons are in confusionÂ
We've forgotten how to loveÂ
Our union with the systemÂ
Fits like a hellish glove
The SNM sustains our dancy
Holds us in this exotic Mayan fantasyÂ
A world of vestal virgins we
Thrown off proverbial cliff
We pay highest premiums to be free
On a smorgasboard of drugs to sniff
So, yesÂ
They convince us we are flyingÂ
But the truth is known to the God who cries out,
"LISTEN TO ME, YOU ARE DYING!"Â
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.”But the truth is known to the God who cries out,
"LISTEN TO ME, YOU ARE DYING!"
Wow...Al great lines,loved this.