Pittance

Disguised

As reward

In the form

Of “Loyalty” to

Corporations

“Earning” “Points”

Like you did

Something

Meaningful

Well, you didn’t

Save committing

Gross consumption

On a habitual level

That you must

Return to, as an

Obedient purchaser

Because you are, and

Always, all ways will

Be a loyal consumer

Not just to one single

Multinational

But the ones disguised

As separate competitors

Jacking up prices

Not because it is necessary

Rather, because they can

And for what

Some artificial reward

Like saving a nickel

On a gallon of gas

Which, as it bounces

Either side of five dollars

Means one saved 1 %

Whew, I can retire

Knowing some

Digital bean counter

Knows my purchases

And consumer habits

So they can narrow cast

My next cashless move



Quite a lot of contemplation

For very little remuneration

Rather a sad song and dance

For such a meager pittance



“Between Angels And Insects”

“There’s no money. There’s no possessions
Only obsession, I don’t need that shit
Take my money, take my obsession

I just want to be heard,
Loud and clear are my words
Comin’ from within, man,
Tell ’em what you heard

It’s about a revolution
In your heart and in your mind
You can’t find the conclusion,
Life-style and obsession
Diamond rings get you nothing
But a life-long lesson
And your pocket-book stressin’

You’re a slave to the system,
Working jobs that you hate
For that shit you don’t need
It’s too bad that the world is based on greed
Step back and see,
Stop thinking about yourself
Start thinking about

There’s no money. There’s no possession
Only obsession, I don’t need that shit
Take my money, take my possession
Take my obsession, I don’t need that shit

‘Cause everything is nothing and
Emptiness is in everything
This reality is really just a fucked up dream
With the flesh and the blood
That you call your soul
Flip it inside out, it’s a big black hole

Take your money, burn it up like an asteroid
Possessions ‒ they are never gonna fill the void
Take it away and learn the best lesson
The heart, the soul, the life, the passion

There’s no money, there’s no possession
Only obsession, I don’t need that shit
Take my money, take my possession
Take my obsession, I don’t need that shit

Money, possession, obsession

Present yourself, press your clothes
Comb your hair and clock-in
You just can’t win
Just can’t win
The things you own,
Own you now

Take my money, take my possession
Take my obsession, I don’t need that shit

Fuck your money, fuck your possession
Fuck your obsession, I don’t need that shit

Money, possession, obsession,
I don’t need that shit”


– Papa Roach



Nevermind…….

Keep consuming so

I can stay behind the wheel



Fortunately, I get to do

What I love and the money follows


“Do what you love and the money will follow.”

― Marsha Sinetar 



“What do I know

I am just a person

Who drives a truck,”


– Angelo Devlin