The Wretched End - Human Corporation

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Modern world bliss
We all must fit in
By set social standars
WIth profit as it’s targes
It’s the human corporation
CUltural imperialism
An invasion of the true self
Expectations beyond reason
Empty words, a call for excellence
The 21st century addiction
Society in distress
Suffering the original trauma
A systemic removal of true energy
Spiritually blind
A tragic loss for the human soul
Who is your god?
Who is your leader?
Who owns your soul?
It’s the human corporation !
Existence taken for granted
Driven by big bucks and plastic junk
Endless quest for so-called perfection
Egocentric malediction
The human corporation !