“You’ll own nothing and be happy,”(7)

Title: “You’ll own nothing and be happy,” (7)

“You’ll own nothing and be happy,” that’s the phrase they repeat,

But it sounds like hollow promises wrapped up in defeat.

Suits behind the curtain, never chosen, never named,

Writing out the rules of a global kind of game.

Talking like they know what’s best for every single soul,

But every word they’re selling feels like giving up control.

Smiling for the cameras while they draw another line,

Trading out your future for a version they design.

They polish up the message, make it easy to believe,

But there’s a different story hiding up their sleeve…

They say it's Global warming, can’t you see?

From sea to shining sea.

Every story, every screen,

A polished version of a dream.

They sell you safety, sell you peace,

While every freedom starts to cease.

If you listen carefully,

You can hear what’s in between.

They want control of what you eat and what you save,

Every dollar that you earn and every move you make.

What you’re allowed to watch, what you’re allowed to hear,

Slowly shifting boundaries year after year.

They say it’s for your safety, say it’s for your good,

But they’re rewriting every right you thought you understood.

Turning independence into something obsolete,

While dependence on the system keeps you steady on your feet.

They redefine the meaning of what it means to choose,

Till you don’t even notice what you’re starting to lose…

The news is scripted, can’t you see?

From sea to shining sea.

Eliminate the options one by one,

Till you forget how freedom ever felt before it’s gone.

Make you need a system just to live another day,

Then convince you it’s the only way.

Two hundred fifty years of building up the frame,

Now it’s all aligning, now it’s all the same.

Piece by piece, the puzzle falls in place,

Till there’s no more room for you to choose your own space.

It’s subtle… it’s slow…

You don’t even know…

How far it can go…

Till there’s nowhere to go…

Every law they’re passing comes with hidden cost,

Every line they draw is another boundary crossed.

They tell you not to worry, keep your head down, stay calm,

All our problems can be solved with a Global Carbon Tax.

While they tighten up the grip with another open palm.

And if you try to question, you’re the one they’ll blame,

Try to paint you as the problem in their perfect game.

But the cracks are getting bigger every single day,

And the truth is getting harder just to push away. The house of cards will crumble Be patient and you will see.

The news is scripted, now you know,

It’s in the things they never show.

Every story, every line,

Carefully and well-designed.

They sell you order, sell you fear,

While taking something year by year—

If you listen carefully,

You can hear it loud and clear.

“You’ll own nothing and be happy,” still echoes in your head…

But maybe there’s a reason you feel doubt instead.

So read between the lines, don’t just follow what you’re fed…

‘Cause once it’s gone for good, there’s no going back again.