Cruelty to Enamel

If walls had ears, I'd live outside. 

Surely wouldn't it defy 

The whole purpose of walls

And end up being their demise?

If walls had ears, we'd hesitate

When buying a piece of real estate.

I know I would, at least

I know I want my privacy.

Now you're wondering, I assume

What it is I'm trying to hide

What goes on in there, you pry.

They'd smell more than they could hear

Lemme tell you,  I'd dope them up

Before leaking any secrets in here

But wait - would they have brains, too?

'Cause if it's just ears, my point is moot

And do they have mouths with which to speak?

I don't much care for abusing the weak.

With ears and minds, a sad demise

For a poor, poor wall who has to stand tall

And have no say in whoever lives there

That sentient wall will learn to care

For its well-being, and that of its ceiling

Its doors and its paint, wait - would it not suffocate?

Hold it a minute, this has gone too far.

What a cruel theme, full of human arrogance

I say down with this website and its extravagance

Pretty soon we'll be humanising cars!

God knows they'd suffer too, if they had the tools

A brain and some eyes would be enough to prove

What slavery they've succumbed to under our rule

I've said save the birds, save the earth, save the sea

And now I've decided to stand up for machines!