Wonder,
do I.
Wonder,
how shall these entities,
tethered to that of capitalistic endeavors,
be deemed?
These cogs,
absent ownership nor knowledge of,
this machine.
This,
society.
For,
I wonder,
how shall such beings deem themselves,
as they exist tethered to constant movement?
As,
each one of their continuously singular seconds,
is deemed worthless,
absent production.
Absent,
the simplicity of consumption.
Shall one become,
within such?
In truth,
I wonder,
are they citizen's?
Beings tethered to,
that of a civil existence?
For,
within such an existence,
be there,
organisms competing for resources.
Be there,
in actuality,
civil savagery.
Oh,
these,
civil savages.
These beings,
tethered deeply to social survival.
These,
physiological organisms rationalizing subconscious intention.
These animals,
that will kill,
simply for attention.
Oh,
to be this,
human.
This american human.
To be tethered to such a mind.
To be a being deemed such a kind.
One shall wonder,
why?
Be there,
no other way,
which such humans could be?
Be there,
no,
actual civility?
Be there,
only the emptiness of pleasantries.
This false existence tethered to tonality.
To,
that of human sound.
Oh,
be you profound,
you human sound?
Be you,
able to be emit such?
Or,
be you sound akin to barking?
Shall you be deemed,
beings absent the ability to be perceived as,
talking?
As,
the simplicity of being a communicative entity?
Wonder,
I do,
as I hear these humans speak.
For,
in truth,
I find most,
absent such an ability.
Forever,
absent a tongue.
Forever,
absent a mind.
Forever,
deemed only,
a civil savage seeking physiological satiation.
Absent the ability,
to be,
conscious...
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