RIP to the way things used to feel.
To the songs that meant more back then.
To nights that stretched forever, and mornings that didn’t rush.
To being excited without reason.
RIP to moments we didn’t hold tight enough—
To the beauty we only recognized in hindsight.
More like regulated monopoly than free market, these competitors would rather carve up the pie than bake a bigger one.
But here’s the real tragedy: consumers still cheer for their favorite corporate overlord like it’s a sports team.
So who’s the bigger clown? The oligarchs shaking hands… or us for pretending this is capitalism?
