Tidy little squares of ham stuck in plastic
Curlicues of turkey all squiggled in rows
Patties of burgers stacked neatly in freezers
We wolf all these down in one week of our frenzy
We don’t like to think of the world behind Wal-Mart, it seems
“It’s a horror!” “It’s appalling!”
Shoosh! It doesn’t belong
Better to savor the world we created
Because we know we are superior
Within our minds and our walls
Satiating our palates and sluicing our pennies
We cover all needs in one romp through the store
We don’t like to think about it at all
We don’t like to think
Better leave it alone….
But the machines go on slicing
And dicing the rest
And their lives are spent looking at steel blades coming down
In cages just big enough to move the key limbs
We don’t like to think about it at all
Move in another pallet
Appease another palate
And fire up that grill
We don’t like to think
We don’t like to think
We don’t like to think about it at all
We don’t like to think beyond the Wall
