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    dots Submission Name: The Mass Attack of Mobile Phonesdots
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    Author: col13x
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    dotsThe Mass Attack of Mobile Phonesdots
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    Capitalism is a socio-evolutionary dead end
    A Cul-de-Sac
    Of proliferated vices
    On which
    Its society must feed in order to
    Sustain itself

    A dead end filled with materialism
    And forgotten people
    Who’s poverty pay
    For the momentary thrill
    Of the latest and next
    Fashion addicted gizmo

    Capitalism and its consumerist, commercialism
    Is a denial of life
    A blind blanket
    Festooned with the immediate, gotta have
    Gotta have, what ever the cost
    Whatever crap it takes to feed
    This ego trap

    Capitalism is a slap in the face
    For your humanity
    It buries our soul in an uncaring world of acquisition
    For the supposed betterment
    Of ourselves
    And so, we are forced into a struggle
    Of conscience
    Where kindness and love
    Are commodities
    To be bought and sold
    Contracting the essence and desires
    Of our heart
    Into the placatory
    Slavery of wealth

    Capitalism is the very epitome of
    Ego masturbation
    Capitalism is the burden
    Infecting the unity of the world
    A sickness of division
    By status symbols
    By which we judge our fellow humans

    Capitalism is the hell we have created
    The propaganda of liars and thieves
    A dysfunctional non-solution
    An illusion of technological progress

    It is the grand mistake
    Of history
    Turning life itself
    Into property
    And now strolls along quite happily
    With the pathetic hope of winning the next lottery

    And with all its additions of comforts
    Its swimming pool culture
    Is filled with mindless
    Television addicted robots

    Capitalism starves the children
    Breed’s disease in ghetto’s
    Creates criminals
    And the third world
    Capitalism is the lifeblood of humanity
    Leaking away
    Into a reservoir of suffering
    Taking the food out of their mouths
    To put
    The clothes on our backs
    And endless choice in our supermarkets

    And with this industry of talented ego’s
    We can all aspire to
    The pop culture politics
    Reinforcing the banal acceptance with
    Our fashionable opinions of

    But what can you do
    It’s the mass attack of mobile phones
    You’re just living your life
    Aren’t you ?

    While deep inside
    Deep in your heart
    You know the truth
    And the fear you have
    Is the fear of their poverty
    Measured
    By your own

    Capitalism is the plyer by trade
    Of ignorance
    And to it
    We all fall
    It makes us so very
    Small
    Capitalism
    Will be the death of us all






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