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Planned Obsolescence

Contributed by softerware on Friday, 25th December 2015 @ 09:21:09 PM in AEST
Topic: insomniac



The sage of age has turned the page; Oh come, let us deny;
Our aches and pains and aging bones, and youth as it goes by!

Little pills for little ills; and bottles of prescriptions;
Pink and blue, flat and round; with promising inscriptions!
Chemicals for every need; dispensed in wild perfusion;
Some grow hair, and some fire sex; promoting youthís illusions!

We have but to swallow; guided by the clock.
Directions that we follow; warnings that we mock.
Yet the wonder pill today that everyone now touts;
Soon will have us lawyering for damages, no doubt!

Enter plastic surgery for chins and eyes and chests;
So you can live to ninety-nine with perky little breasts!
Peel me, sand me, bleach me; Buff my aging hide!
Snip and nip and pull my skin and tuck it all inside!

People are a resource we use and throw away;
Judged not by their wisdom, but measured by their grey!
Obsolete before their time, like our cars I fear;
For people tend to judge our worth by looking at our year!

It keeps the docs in business; It raises stock in Merck;
It makes employers nervous the longer that you work!
It sells those handy gadgets when you canít stoop or reach.
It markets cruise vacations and homes in West Palm Beach.

Wait until you cross the magic line to 65;
When demographics tell the world that you wonít long survive!
Youíll get ads Ďbout alzheimers who say your brain will warp!
Installment scams for funeral plans, and member cards from AARP!

Samples of pill supplements to help restore your senses!
Pads that treat sore muscles, and blot incontinences!
And though you still have all your teeth; theyíll discount denture creams;
Alarm your house, and guarantee to answer fallen screams!

You must have plans to keep your home, even if youíre broke;
Insurance for your funeral costs; and step-in tubs to soak!
And on and on it goes because youíre at that magic season:
With lots of time to vote and spend, and they donít need a reason;

To target you for health foods and all your little ills;
To sell you on solutions that multiply your bills.
So hereís to all you nearly-deads; whose lust for life defies;
your presence in Godís waiting room; as Wall Streets lullabye!




Copyright © softerware ... [ 2015-12-25 21:21:09]
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Re: Planned Obsolescence (User Rating: 1 )
by JohnnyFallen on Friday, 25th December 2015 @ 11:24:02 PM AEST
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This is a scary but accurate view of what happens to some elderly people as they age. Like, they/'/re so scared of getting old, looking old, and then dying. Trying their best to stay young forever but they can/'/t while all the money they spend on trying to look younger goes to conglomerate corporations who don/'/t even care about them. Plus all the medications they take while doing so. It really does make me question how our society view older people. Its disgusting.


Re: Planned Obsolescence (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 25th December 2015 @ 11:36:16 PM AEST
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"I hope I die before I get old...
Talkin bout my generation!"

You never fail to cleverly write about life and all its ups & downs. Every damn thing is a way to make money.

I look forward to your next poem of wisdom!

Thank you,

Sir Timotheus


Re: Planned Obsolescence (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Saturday, 26th December 2015 @ 01:54:45 PM AEST
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"
"People are a resource we use and throw away"
That/'/s how most people seem to live their lives lol
Excellent wisdom in this flow,
thanx fo sharing.


Re: Planned Obsolescence (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Thursday, 31st December 2015 @ 09:45:08 PM AEST
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Sadly so true. This as I know even affects the offspring of the yesterdays child.
Again such a superb poem even if it/'/s a saddening subject. I remain a fan!

James


Re: Planned Obsolescence (User Rating: 1 )
by Invierno on Tuesday, 22nd May 2018 @ 08:27:02 PM AEST
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Can/'/t believe I missed this gem. I love it and you nailed how I feel on the subject. Awesome!

Mike




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