Your branded babies

Scream for more

Cool, as you tell them.

Once were ours, now

Ours and us

Are yours.

Yet slowly we peddle

Astray, to unincorporate

And disenfranchise

The franchise.

To chart a different

Charter. It's love

Of you, or

The love of us.

It's the death

Of you, or the

death of us.

We choose