Row upon row of shops,
selling overpriced little things.
That a consumer wants,
but doesnt need.
Edwardian houses in need of constant upkeep. Forget the Jones'.
This is full on competition throughout the community.
The community such as it is; media wannabes, finacial plebs
& barrista Iphone owners.
Out with the sun we all come
to procrastinate on street furniture
pretending we all have lives.
Whilst secretly concerned with bank balances & over hanging bills
lurking every week, every month.
Naked apes are we
so good at pretending we are...
That our heritage is that of a deity
which keeps us from the animal kingdom.
Half godlike children,
trapped in this mortal coil.
Drowning in consumerism to keep us amused,
until we die.
What is this life worth?
Should wealth be in trinkets?
The alter of Mammon competes foe service with religion.
21st century Monkeys look on in awe,
at the facade of glitter & the Emperors new clothes
of no substance.