Innovation

Capitalism, can deliver almost anything you want in 24 hours,
But won’t pay the bills to save you,
Or your children,
Or your parents,
Or your neighbour.
Or even the vulnerable.
But, at a click, random shit you could manage without,
Will be at your door,
A short heady hit to distract you from it all.

Maybe even a discount coffin for a loved one,
Will bring new meaning to Black Friday.
But don’t be fooled and buy…
If it’s not *really* a bargain,
Because sales are illusions
And you are already in a box.
What you really need is a hole,
To lie down in and cover yourself over.