Oh
so ******* soially awkward
don't you dare
to walk towards me

I'm disappearing
into the ambience
you can  call me
an ambulance

I feel so sick,.

We imagine that we imagine
but we are not imagining at all
this **** is real
and that's got my seal
of disapproval.

come lay your head on the
bones of the dead,

here lies
the lie of the twenty first
century

nothing will prepare you
for the taste of the fruits
of evil.

if we're to meet our doom
and still
no room at the inn
how do we begin
to believe.

It's going down,
the home front
in an Eastern Town.

Mach 3 Jets
the bomb
the gun.
buried in debts
under a smoky Sun.

They're paying
we're paying
so many praying
for peace.

and at a loss
for something to say
I kneel down
and pray in silence.

I wanted to jump and pumped up with excitement,
I jumped.

Playground swings are fun when you're young
and she said
but friggin' dangerous when you become older.

I never told you I could
Sing.

I showed you.

And,
You still didn't
Believe me.

So I chose
To serenade
The silence.

With my discordant
Choir.

No rest for the wicked
for them, there is no relaxation as they gather the tax in and make people poorer in a once wealthy nation

and the poor
who then sit around with nowhere to go because their money has gone,

to be
classed then as lazy, which is mind-blowingly crazy

who do we see to complain to?