As I walk through the path of what WE CALL the world’s way
I see sewage that makes me cringe
in shame of how we exist.
We live with smut in our minds,
dust in our eyes
and junk in our bellies.
We accept no sort of prize for the mind
just a price to keep it limp and steady.
Shopping to keep it chummy
but no books to keep it happy.
How it’s ok to live on empty
and feel lost if you’re a worrier.
Living for the dream of “heart killing” wages
is the way, the truth, our lineage.
So we stain our vision
memorize all facts
and leave no room for much thinking.
It’s SO EMBARRASSING…