Scratched mirror imperfection, pings notice of infection,
Covid, Beta, Alpha, Gammon, disease failed inspection.
A parasite, what have we done, nothing to savour.
Try a farm grown salmon with lice, added protein and flavour.

Pond life, the heat of the ground the dirt on your tail
The scum of the earth, breathe deep and… exhale.
Whale death on a beach the lost gifted tune
The song that you sing to make you gastro immune.

Stinking like shit, everyone does, when they go to the pit.
As funeral trial they add lime to dry out your spit.
It’s never too late to learn what you’ve lost
So carry on shopping, don’t worry of cost.

Next generation no time for white hair
They’re walking dead, another nightmare.
If we don’t buy what they’re selling
No point complaining or yelling

All that glitters isn’t gold
All that dies isn’t cold
And the people too sick to grow old
Dirt in the end will make our mould.

Economically unviable, toothless and useless
A mirror cracked screen, seducing you ruthless
Fat lips and a pout, you’re worth it, no you’re not
Your snout in the trough, a world too damn hot.

Can you see it, feel it, taste it and smell it,
To waste it and fuck it and buy it to sell it.
Remember the days when they didn’t tell lies
There long-gone sir, it’s deep in their eyes.

Back to my room and hide it in the dark,
As greedy politician’s about to embark.
In the stench of my cupboard,
Hidden humanity and my hoard smothered.

Soiled bed linen and sweat smelling clothes,
Everyone raging and spouting death oaths.
But nothing is working power has gone
We ignored lessons of wind and the sun

The water won’t last, you’re drinking too fast, dying of thirst, dying for knowledge, dying to live,
dying to die, of the unknown, unseen, unloved and unwanted.

And daily life battles,
Amid human life rattles,
Death’s song bleating,
Right after a beating.

Fractured glass and a slash,
At the wrist holding cash.
Our brains for gain to teach a programme,
Who’ll use us as fodder, the new anagram.

To learn from the questions, we give it
And sell our knowledge to profit
Unintended consequences of computer ranks
They won’t pay for your brains but stroke your ego with thanks

Take a picture on a broken screen and send it to yourself
Before you hide in the cupboard, under the shelf.