You’ve been commodified
… as a string of ones and naughts.
By Tim GracePublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

You have been commodified,
digitised, of sorts;
cleverly identified
as a string of ones and naughts.
.
You have been commercialised,
packaged up as stock,
uniformly standardised
so your pieces interlock.
.
You have been configured,
codified and mapped,
carefully considered
as potential to adapt.
.
You are the generation, named without a name;
be you X or Y, we have made you all the same!
.
© Tim Grace, 10 September 2014
About the Creator
Tim Grace
A first impression has a lasting effect - it makes a notable difference. In a subtle way that’s who I am as a poet. A ‘first impression’ looking for the gentle ‘twist’ that draws attention to a novel observation.


Comments (2)
This was certainly melancholic. Loved your poem!
To the reader: The younger generations, we have crafted them as different; for that has served our purpose. From early childhood they have been primed for the marketplace and now they pay the price; they have been commodified. The nameless generations of X and Y have been so individualized that they are powerless to act in concert as a collective independent agent. They resort to social media for voice but that itself is a construction of those who would strip them of identity. To the poet: The globalized economy has impacted on how we express the human condition. Life has become digitized, commercialized, and standardized; commodified, identified, and codified. As we describe ourselves we are likely to live. The use of 'you' as a distinctive label helps in the creation of distance and separation. From the narrator's perspective the deal has been done; the package has been sold.