Poetry, Unbound

Panem et Circenses

There is no escape 
from the anesthetizing buzz 
of irrelevant talking heads
talk
talk
talking at me to:

come buy,
come see,
come eat,
come
come
come!

come give money,
come give individuality,
come give freedom,
come
come
come!

Come and worship 
at the altar of 
bread and circuses.

Featured image by Scheier .hr on Unsplash

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