Four pages today,
Textbook writing's really tough,
Now that spring has sprung.

I've never taken acid,
So why is the world melting,
All around me every day?

When did 1984,
Brave New World, A Clockwork Orange,
Fahrenheit 451,

Animal Farm,
Lord of the Flies,
Become historical works?

Proudhon, the French Anarchist,
Declared, "Property is theft",
A pity he is long dead,

He'd be another rock star,
With a meteoric rise,
And likely be president,

"******* leads to
Salvation" his quote too,
Would make a catchy slogan.

A man ahead of his time,
And a sad symbol of ours,
How the hell did we get here?

When clowns can be elected,
To Congress and the White House,
And truth has lost all meaning,

We've gone through the looking glass,
Fallen down the rabbit hole,
And I fear there's no way back.

You are a seedling with limitless,
Potential reaching for the sun,
No scars from cutting,
No needle tracks,
No self doubt,
If only you could see yourself,
Through my eyes.

We must **** evil,
Not with the sword but the pen,
Truth it can't abide.

When all hope is gone,
Despair not--pick up the pen,
Give it birth anew.

Blood of innocents,
Hate-filled evil incarnate,
Spilt on sacred ground.