Sewage of Society

Picture the sky-high billboards
With black ink dabbled in honey to
Change the shapes.
The slaves of South-East Asia with crumpled knuckles and snuffed out spirits
Will wire their way into my eyes to form words of nothing
Of tomorrow's language today

And will there not be a moment- a brief split second
Where nothing will quite be right?
We'll start the rebellion with our voices
Shout louder-No louder!
Unzip the lips and strip the film
Call a plumber-to cleanse the world
The grime and sewage of society!

If we choose to drive away to tomorrow,
The crystal balls will shatter into shards
Fragmented mirrors of our throats curdle the warm blood
The universal fluid will unite us in the riot of freedom
Barbed wire and prison cells?
'Bring them on!'-we say

But of course weâ??ll sit back
And watch the monsters and minotaurs
The gremlins of industry-
Wash our brains in soaped water and bleach.
A clean white sheet is now ready for them
To do today, as they'?ll do next week
Heave!-Splatter!-Dump!-Spray!
With a mop of the brow and a bend of the knee
We'll graciously accept heir sewage of society!