Oligarchs

This poem was submitted to Modern Linguistics

By the poet: Blazo.

They still profiling, Internets a wild thing.
Brain mapped out, information compiling.
Data mining, down to hair styling.
Do you care no, got that shit on the go.
On demand service, worlds a circus.
Run by big wigs, pigs with a purpose.
Taking what you got, freedoms you fought.
All that blood spilled for what?
Give it right back, no question.
Now you got a fear erection.
Take that to the ballot box.
Politicians dumb as rocks.
Hillary shady complexion.
Oh yeah, f**k the election!
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