Wakey Wakey

A poem about seeing through propaganda and standing up to corrupt elitist power; design and typography by poet Ross A Adamson

If you won’t be deceived, then you can’t be controlled.

This graphical/typographical 'PictureVerse' is from my poem Wake Up, featured in my debut poetry collection Modern Madness: Rhymes Against Humanity.

This rhyme is about tuning out of the Establishment's misinformation and conditioning streams. It's about waking up, seeing through the relentless propaganda and standing up to the corrupt, immoral elites who only care about themselves.

Wake Up looks at comfortable societal illusions, population placation and numb consumption. It calls out the right-wing media for doing the dirty work for the over-privileged few, and accuses church and business leaders of greasing the wheels and providing the useful distractions that prevent people from challenging the toxic status quo.

Wake Up (First Five Verses)

Wake up – don’t listen To the shit you’re told: If you won’t be deceived, Then you can’t be controlled.

Don’t bite when they churn Out the necessary lies To placate the population And delay their own demise.

Tune out of the message Beaming every night and day, So those comfortable illusions Spark no urge to doubt or stray:

‘Fall in line, you’ll be fine If you trust our master plan. We’ll keep taking care of business; You keep working for The Man.

‘Don’t ruminate on politics – Just spend and hoard and bloat... Go back to sleep, suburbia – But don’t forget to vote!’

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