Epiphany in an Internet cafe

A poem about society, capitalism and truth

Epiphany in an Internet Cafe

As I sat in the internet cafe I ordered a Late, it was nice, smooth and refreshing. 

Then I realised what the beverage in front of me represented, society and those capitalist pigs. 

The gorgeous waitress serving me represented the w***e of Babylon who was their to seduce me further...

further into their trap of corporate lies. 

Trapped, alone, desperate. 

All these words floated through my brain that day and the rest to come. 

Was their away to escape the pain of the man, could I rebel, could I be an individual in this society where even people were copies, just like products on a conveyor belt headed to unhappiness, death and suffering while the few benefitted from their miserable existence.

PAIN!