The Machine Keeps Churning
A short poem about Capitalism
By Nicole CPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Mike Hindle on Unsplash
It doesn’t stop for your Feelings.
It doesn’t stop for you to Smell It.
It craves dollars, pounds, Euros,
Cryptocurrencies and birkins.
I was doing you a favour,
did you even realise that?
The Machine knows no favours.
The Machine doesn’t really want
your opinions; it wants to track
your spending habits.
The Machine will not need to stop
for Anybody, it only thrives on
all our Greed and Envy and Lust
and that embarassingly human
need for Dopamine.

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