Try washing away your sins, cover yourself!
Oh humanity,
how tall have you grown,
how low you are crawling.
We live consumed, enthralled, appalled by your desires.
Void of happiness, with a forlorn contempt.
Enshrined in our lust.
Slaves to the hype.
With more toys and gadgets.
Using all of those fashionable keywords.
A new product, a new desire.
Magazines and tabloids.
Schematics and plans.
Decisions. Decisions. Decisions.
Enslaved by it all, we live.