The materlist ( probs will change title) Media intentions cloud true thoughts Money is your god and you are its slave Working 9-5 imprisoned, confined Following a false god, you are the blind The materials you have, what do they bring? If you think happiness then you cant see That poor Africans with clean water and food Are happier the you will ever be.
Hey, I like the poem and your message is quite obvious. But, and this may just be me, the beat of the poem is too sporadic. What usuall works is an alternating beats for example "Broadcast media controlling our thoughts" (Da Da) (Da De Da) (De Da De) (Da Da) This would improve reading of the poem considerably. Also your word choice is a little bit ambiguous. You might want to use slightly more specific words. And as always a rhyme scheme always makes reading poetry fun. Good Luck.