I’ve become accustomly numb

To the drum beats of commercialism

To the tempo of its jingles

To the tremors of the economy

So I haven’t changed a thing

And I keep buying

Coca-CoLane BryAunt JemIMAX Payne Killers

Over and over until I die

With doctor and family hoping for comfort

With only moments of life left

They make me numb.

Is it robbery or humanity?

Where’d my choices go?

Why’d I defer so many to a collective corporate conscious?