Got Life? Or Life Got?

We are corporate-zombie-slave-machines marching into oblivion;
One team, united in ignorance, our numb unfeeling bliss
Never moved, ever indifferent, ever secure in the repetition of
The Routine, that which is supreme.

We feed like maggots on the rotting fruit of capitalism; with just
One goal, that deadly aim unwavering, to glut ourselves with unseen gold,
Luxuriating in the sordid fantasy of material wealth unbound -
At the knee of the god called money

We kneel for superficial gain, blinded by our glorious achievements,
Never expecting the poverty of death.

Then
Damnation mocks and
Minces our existence
in its entirety,
Worthless, worthless, worthless
In the infinite reaches of Eternity.

Egads the squeeze!

From that great giant blender of Life, spare me some small ounce of time to do more of this:

http://www.funkygrad.com/lifestyle/displayarticle.php?artID=731&subcat=live


and get as good as this:

http://www.venacava.org/newmain.html