Avail yourselves to surveil yourselves; a camera at each door.
Privilege of the privileged; a guard against the massing poor.
Let suspicions fester as upper classes dine on oil & flesh.
Percolate brews of archaic views; foment revolution fresh.
The self-recording multitude thumb their screens to find some freedom.
Whilst wealthy brats with baseball bats roam the edge to carpe diem.
Both red & blue pull levers in yearly democratic courses.
Pissing away their capital on Russian-backed racing horses.
When put like this, it all seems futile; but there’s hope I’m yet to mention.
Clear-eyed kids choosing words over vids; may parent new invention.
L.B.Stowe 