Pop is dead !
Cars drive to the doom Each day at Sunrise,
And Even if sometimes the Sky cries rain & thunder
Cars drive from the doom each Night at Sunset,
Men took 'Hell-highway, & The Sun seems to die into the Pollution.
Why can't we stop The machines to replace us All?
Don't you see the road leads into the Flames ?
& the Coffee Machine makes you do the same thing over Again,
Like you can't stop crying for the biggest Tv set in the universe.
Can't you stop the man asking you to buy buy buy till You die>?
Are you a Zombie that follows the voice of Television?
The leaders having lied to Everyone you ever Known..
Don't you know, That you believe you're Polite,
But in fact, you're a slave. And you can't stand Silence,
cause you think you'll die, but in fact, you'll Smile..
Just Awake Zombie, open the windows, and Fly..
Zuo Mailstone [ Populism is dead ]
