Plastic People with plastic hearts, <br />Plastic men with plastic parts, <br />They are here, strongly standing, <br />Robotic beings, never demanding. <br />On they come, mass produced <br />Buying plastic goods, Freud induced. <br />Ever improving without emotions, <br />Mechanically buying perfumes and lotions, <br />The plastic man and woman in conjunction <br />Have produced the plastic generation, <br />That which thrives on the bland and safe, <br />Never knowing, never caring for the starving waif. <br />With canned adventure and plastic love <br />They live until they die to go above <br />To seek their reward for serving so well, <br />Myself, I'd rather be in Hell!<br /><br />Karl Stuart Kline<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/3-22-the-safe-society-from-1960-s/
