The Proletariat Dream

You should call it "mother" or "father"
It raised you, trained you
It is your daily addiction
Feeding you what you are told you want
Everything you think, feel, and say
You owe to the community
The community is not here to serve you
There exists a community agenda
Wherein your birth, life, and death
Are all statistical data
And the only relevance of your existence
Is the amount of product
Resulting from your life's work
Every day the community's control
Over the lives of its citizens
Is enforced, re-engineered, and improved
You are a threat to yourself and others
With every second of your refusal
To think for yourself