5 buck coffee
Exchange the insane so many diversities entertain
where else do the pretentious gather and refrain?
to witness the plight under their nose coffee cold
vibrational antiquities retaining a continuity to behold
to temper the immaculate with the profanity of living
fancy gather for 5 buck coffee while hands out asking….
…as dark clouds loom over head
for many business that has gone dead
in favor of the Starbucsz & corporate dread
whats happened to HUMAN-ity? why have we not moved ahead?
…in favor of the 5 buck coffee, the working class suffers their plight in the justification of pretense, an egoic psychic self defense. An exhibition of self importance that stems from identification with billboards, breasts on bones, and the contrast of living tomes. It is through these illusions the ‘settled’ have indeed settled into Canadiamericana, sipping that 5 buck coffee, laced around stones in drones. They speak in loud tones because they ARE. It is impossible to evade the calls of these walls, the grandparents of days gone by erected them with their own bones and dreams. They had a wish, a grand design for future generations, but the 5 buck coffee corporation took over. Humans-not-being are selling to to the expense of pretense, a fashionable prison of the mind. They had a greater vision for us, will we wake in time? Will humanity witness the price they pay for ‘I?” …tune in next time, as we travel the walls of urban decline.