Downtown Treblinka
Hemmed into the office towers by the awesome guard posts of corporate ideology
the weary beaten stagger
staggering into Calcuttian cubicles
to be transported to prosperous futility
whisked by gleaming vehicles financed at the public expense
only marred by the spots of the unhappily assimilated
broken by their own black boots
stomped through lack of humanity
lined up on the wall of advanced humility
or
cutthroat bestiality
experimented on by clever wizards
soothe by taxed juices and coloured flashes
that numb
and bring “round the clock relief
to the voluntary prisoners
and arthritic stricken
Robert K. Stephen
