Deep down some of you know the truth
at the surface we rehearse the lie
our mouths chew out words of survival
based on the path we tread until here
deep down some just yawn
boredom at being unconnected
oh if the walls had wires you'd stay hot
sending impulses for a line of credit
Deep down you were supposed to have values
yet we grow selecting all moral aspects
the ones that rewarded when squeezed
or cut when neglected
deep down a vulture coos
the long beak inspecting feathers
from the armies of mites and nats
each a lie or half truth for interest
Ethics ethics what a commodity
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