They purchased gym memberships.

They buff up their muscles, wanting to make it bigger and yet evermore bigger.
They are hungry about how they look. crafting their built. Not svelte.
They walk with hands moving forward and back, not from side to side, leaving their bellies forward and keep on moving that belly forward.

Hips stayed static, legs like running hamsters.

They go about hiding behind their sunglasses, looking at others, watching them unmoved, themselves remaining there, standing on the spot.
They went round and about, always heading in circles, possessing cool-looking gadgets, the cars and buses and trains, and obey the computer.

If the traffic lights say “to-go”, they go.
When the red light hits its time, they either speed up, or stop.
No-body slows down. Rat race is
when accidents, or the Un-usual (suspects), yet predictable incidents, tend to happen.

They move, and move, and move – despite not moving.
They have the bodies for the freedom to move in any range they want. They don’t have anti-bodies.
They go about, only ahead, or step back.
Because currently the computers say it’s recession season, mostly stepping back.

Ain’t got money in the bank no more.
Shoot!