Speaking of things about which I know nothing
Speaking a language I can't comprehend
People moving like grounded balloons
lives bloated on emptiness
And the worst part is they're winning
No the worst part is they've won
They are happy
or at least not unhappy
You will not see them
staring in hollow horrified bewilderment at the evening news
You will not hear them
lamenting the state of the world and their own disenfranchisement
They are the future
the acceptant face of a tomorrow we did not buy
They will not mind too much when they find out
that they won't really inherit the Earth
They will not question and they will be trusting enough
to take such answers as they are given at face value
They will be innocent
and enjoy the simple things in life like beer and TV shows and sex
They will reproduce
They will be good citizens and creators of good citizens
They are the next wave
They are shining obedient marching evolution
This is Newspeak
We are the dead

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