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No fakin’ about bacon

Multitudes eagerly eat it
though there can be no fakin’
While some try make it appear fit
here’s the truth about bacon:

Poor hogs maligned
horribly treated
tightly confined
callously slaughtered

Billions gallons of feces piling
bucolic surroundings defiling

In actuality
it’s raw brutality
leering lethality
lacking morality

Your breakfast’s ‘burnt pork’ fuel
(sizzling fat thought tasty)
was ‘raised’ in manner cruel
Conscience clear or pasty?

Hogs of decent life been cheated
due human palate conceited

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-feces piling = https://www.democracynow.org/2018/9/13/nc_lagoons_hold_billions_of_gallons

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Times are heady despite having lost our heads already

Our minds gone apolitical
bored with analytical
views blindly hypocritical
of restraint inimical

On entertainment insistent
in narcissistic nation
turned Reality resistant
in misguided elation

Are we not head-over-heels
raiding the cash machine
in gilded automobiles
en route to guillotine?

But in these gadget-gathering times heady
we must surely have lost our heads already?

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Base consumer ace not bound by boundaries

Whether buying socks or crockery
it’s about deliberation
Making right choice or face mockery
a taxing preoccupation!

Stuff made in sweatshop
makes for low price perfect!
Heady feel atop
with power to reject!

Total waste to try and humor
any purchase quandary
that’s faces our base consumer
who knows not of boundary

All opportunities acute
for a consumer resolute
Prudence never found too minute
for a consumer who’s astute

 

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Peace of Other Kind than found in Consumer Land

Does goods hawked with perky snappiness
by such breathless marketing fanned
bring us but material happiness
wandering in Consumer Land …

… as Peace of Mind ever vernal
must unceasingly be yearned
Grasped fleetingly, though eternal
cannot be bought, might be earned

Aren’t we hapless then shopping sheepishly
while the true price thereof piles steepishly?

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Finding small talk fulfilling

What’s our pleasant ‘small talk’
but schlock while lolling?
Keeps humming, spiked by squawk
boorish & galling!

Seldom turns elevating
those leisurely oozings
of whiny ventilating
self-victimized musings

Mostly regurgitating
that not much worth saying
How tiresome, aggravating
much like brainless braying!

Small talk like cloying pies
whose flavor fading hasty
Expectations belies
beyond sugar, flour pasty

Inside hooey crumbly crust
gooey, gluey filling
for which lips & taste buds lust
rarely found fulfilling

Is not small talk a pie
over which we should cry ?

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Of aggrandizing advertising our mailbox feels flummoxed

We found our mailbox crammed
brimmed with discontent
Poor thing been stuffed & jammed
pouring out lament

Her plastic sides bulging
while overflowing
readily divulging
sad contents showing:

Though a lonesome magazine
found no private letter
Advertising byzantine
‘how to stay a debtor’

Gushingly touted
quite breathlessly!
All restraint flouted
quite fecklessly!

The box didn’t gorge itself
instead invaded
it’s just a lidded elf
pounced on, degraded

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We clinched Oblivion!

Ending endless wars the sine qua non
for the reining in of the Pentagon

Still we’ll perish in climate collapse
part of the Sixth Mass Extinction
Even if changing as in time-lapse
won’t forestall Species’ eviction

We warred & consumed at our best
clinched Oblivion for the rest!

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-sine qua non = a prerequisite
-Sixth (Great) Mass Extinction = In the last half-billion years, life on Earth has been nearly wiped out five times. The planet is now entering the Sixth. Let’s give ourselves a strong hand!
-time-lapse = done by means of time-lapse photography

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They pitch to our cupidity

Turning what’s clear into murky
they digress, they obfuscate
hawk what’s boring as if perky
pounce, batter & inundate

Dogged out-of-breath marketing
intrusive, titillating
in pitches self-aggrandizing
which some find mesmerizing:

Pitching to our cupidity
aided by our torpidity