'Income Distribution & Automation'
The robots won't protest,
The unequal distribution
The leveling down,
Of the human contribution
They won't die from manipulation,
Of stock markets and production
They won't even know,
They were created from corruption
The overseas slaves,
Will be replaced
With ghosts of themselves,
For products to glisten on shelves
But robots can't shop,
And robots can't buy
They don't purchase dreams,
They never die
How will it end,
As they pretend
That we'll be free,
Just to be
Doing better things,
Living on fresh air
As the world goes mad,
And we die of despair
©Mary Cecil
Ron