all the children jump in glee as the paper man burns...

A city street crowded as if someone
was throwing out free porn to the masses
and in the center of all the frantic
chaotic sweat drenched legions
stands one silent unmoving being
going unseen as if he was just a
spec of dust on the back of someones cheap
polyester shirt...who is this man?

all the children jump in glee as the paper man burns...

In the flash of one forgoten second the man
leaps onto a newspaper vending machine and
cries out " revolution!" no one hears him...
"we must free ourselves from societies
constraints, untie ourselves from the wires
that the media has knoted into our brains
to buy the next big thing that falls apart
in two days" no one hears him...
" we must revolt, let revolution
burst forth unto your ears, until
it pops every last blood vessel in
your body" no one hears him...

all the children jump in glee as the paper man burns...

the man jumps back on to the hot
sticky pavment.....
going just as untoticed as before..
but he is content, he siad his piece,
if the people do not hear that is their
choice...for that is freedom....

all the children jump in glee as the paper man burns...

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