Doorbells are getting smarter than us
Yet our leaders feel our pains
Protect our past
Project new plans
We don’t; with our cocained weddings
Faster food
Pockets so empty we
Prostitute our pets
Rent our dreams
Yet our rulers foresee a better future
Where every breath is carbon captured
Green factories stacked to the sky
Powering super-comfy electric chairs
We’ll ride on the monorail to happiness
Next we’re uploaded to compassionate robots
Who will be what we are not
Safe, irrelevant, and satisfied
At our sacrifice angels clap their wings
Glad that the Earth may live
