Irate protesters grow in mass:

Eyes on the television red with fury,

So, like children, they angrily draw big signs and

Stand around, occasionally calling out an angry slogan.

Time spent scrolling, scrolling, scrolling,

Makes the eyes turn square,

And then fall out to reveal brains, dead,

Zombie-like.

The Experiment watch from many cameras:

Faceless heads storing information to be used

In your most dire attempt at any freedoms.

You can’t escape.

We consume, and then we become what is consumed,

After our minds die and our body’s grow old.

You can’t do much to deter it: all you can do is avoid. Try.