Black Friday

Go ahead and buy... nothing!

I’m not bluffing,

Yes, you’ve heard me correctly,

Stop consuming so abjectly!

It won’t fill that void

You don’t need to be Freud 

To acknowledge what you avoid.

‘Tis Black for a reason 

It feels like the start of a silly season.

Obliteration cannot be pleasing 

So why do you keep demeaning

When your soul is beaming 

And the only thing it’s needing

Is profound relaxing,

Not Compulsive shopping!

Do we even need all of that crap?

Or is it just a mouse trap?

Did you ever notice what happens to the prices?

It’s like they have an identity crisis

I have a sensation that I’m no longer talking about devices!

But they don’t seem to decide 

Whether it’s black or white 

Inflating thus over night 

Returning to normal by day light,

Or so it seems like...

“On sale” is just a joke

But solid as an oak

Since we’d so often invoke!

Though choice

To let go of that voice

Who constantly feeds on noise,

Regardless, we can regain our power

By allocating this Black Friday zero hour,

Ok! I’ll go back in my Ivory tower! 👸