Black Friday

Get it

Grab it

Have to have it

Can’t shake this consumer’s habit

Going rabid

Like an addict

Itching, aching need that hit

Escape the sadness

Love the madness

More stuff leads to much more gladness

Take what you can

That’s their demand

Products, people, money, land

We join the hoard

Because we’re bored

Distract ourselves, problems ignored

One day we’ll see

I hope we’ll see

This isn’t how it’s supposed to be.