The economist knows
Every human will be on sale,
A particular value placed in the tiered order of society.
Some humans are sold at a higher price than others wherein the tag differs,
But nonetheless the sale will be done and exacted in harmony.
For the human to earn his freedom, the submission is himself as commodity.
The human has to be sold to the sale and offer the conditions of such to his buyer,
Within his competent capacity and bitterness of consent.
At the end of the day, the human will not want the life of a human.
His sale continues to follow into another sale in preparation of his future to be sold,
Yet another conniving disarray of his fated condemnation.
One day the human actor won’t even know that he is no longer human,
He becomes an artificial object of objectifications,
Owning lies and distorted perceptions.
A burgeoning economy of humans bought over.
-Vander
Disclaimer: All poetry and fiction here are original material written by Vander. Please note that all text references, descriptions and indications are purely fictional (make-believe if you didn’t know what fiction is!) and is in no relation to any actual entities.