h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

People renting out their souls
a nation stumbling blindly trembling while leaders fumble to the side
The old and faithful bowed low by the spectre of debt
while the young too stressed to sleep consider......what next?

The faithful husband working 14 hours...... stooped shouldered and head bowed finally drags his carcass through the front door of both his dream and his nightmare

while his wife watches with fear knawing at the pit of her stomache...... can he survive the pace....yet she dare not exprtess it out loud for fear it will become truth
what will happen.....should she have to raise the children on her own
...who will be their saviour?

Multinationals going to the wall
their bones bleaching under the investers stare....Yet CEO's.... brown under the foreign sun

The dream is further away......why

money isn't everything I hear them cry ....but reality begits the lie
hearts harden and souls freeze
things kills the spirit
Yet still they ply the plastic trying to numb their souls

buy buy buy...don't stop to listen to hear your hearts quite yearning, to hear that still small voice that tells you of your hearts longing....interest free, finance available fulfilment just inside the box.....

Yet somewhere in the blackness of the starry starry night the tender voice is calling..... pleading..... listen to me
Yet day evaporates the slender hope while cash registers ring
and leaders cry..... econmoics will save the day

*listens, trying to understand*