The Corporate City

The Corporate City will fall
Like a Babylon run by egotic managers
The Corporate City will open
Like a prison freeing up scared workers
The Corporate City will lose its grasp
On the heart and joy of human beings
Gray suits, cell phones, suitcases, second lives
Soon will all be vanishing.
For having forgotten dignity and respect
For adoring profits extracted by all means
For dividing, separating, putting to war
Those who need to unite, join together, and pacify
For destroying with contempt the beauty of nature
And alienating people to false needs, immature
For lack of humility, for lack of humanity
Soon, will be gone, the Corporate City!

Poema de Florence Palpacuer, Professor, retirado daqui.