Everything is sold
For highway’s guns and gold
The earth, the sky, the sea
Future and history

This is not how it’s supposed to be
And those who died to set us free
Must be ashamed of our liberty

In a self serving society
Where computers are a deity
And everything’s about the me

We sit by and watch it all die
Trained not to try
As the ghosts begin to cry

Paddy Casey (Self Servin’ Society)