i'm not buying...again.

Remember....remembering, yesterday.
The first time I began to see that the
walking advertisement was me.  
A time when I was led to believe, 
that I was not enough, b*tch please...


Walking billboards, zombies
accepting thoughts that are not our own.
Leaking turnkey materialism into diverse psyches
all around the globe.


Covering up symptoms
afraid to admit defeat 
to a disease that 
continues to bring us to our feet.
To enter in and out of store doors
wanting more, more and more.
But who are we buying for?


The I buy for me and mine
without seeing that in a short time
that toxic waste will soon end up  
in a distant neighbor's back door.
Agbloboshi, Dandora, Gulf of Mexico
What for?
Can you feel compost, recycling knocking
at conscience front door?


Products of an illusion. 
Implanting confusion. 
False food delusion.
I buy it, no more.

@lionpawlivity