how about, since this has a strong bass rhythm feel to it,
the mechanical world grinds,
it grinds out its repetitions...
the gods of industry demand,
demand blind obedience.
( then, doubling the rhythm )
the masters of oppression only change,
the chameleon of conformity, conservative thought --
championing the status quo;
for all we know, the world is arranged.
it seems to me that just laying down a spike strip of sentences, catching the reader with smart thoughts, only pushes the reader into a quick judgment and away from poetry -- into journalism and what's the next item about. but, if you play the words off each other, and the phrases against each other, the reader maybe will pick up and remember what you are, what you mean and stand for, and not just platitude.