We sip our coffee and cream and drink our whiskey and beer Then listen to wolves dressed as doctors with deaf ears and big empty eyes and blood stained teeth Who tell us to dull the pain with pills and drown emotions in prescription prayers refillable at the small cost of our souls And we sit in front of flat screens and smart phones and insta-gratification and press the illusion of our face between pages of a metaphor disguised as a book And the imagined life is better than what is really going on so we script our day to day lives and step into the ring and wrestle like big men pretending its not just another form of ballet We've doubled down on dumbing down and we're losing more than we're gaining but we keep spinning the wheel and the barrel and pulling the trigger playing the game of suicide and Russian Roulette There is two bullets for every name and a bomb of every size waiting for its time to go BOOM and war is just a business for the rich payed for by the innocent and the ignorant Death is big money and blood is cheap pump up the world population and the rise of inflation keep education at a minimum as well as a wage Keep the poor hunger and give them an illusion to hate divide and separate fear is the season of reason needed to segregate and dissipate any sympathy or empathy or kindness or love We live in a nation of sheep being lead by a pig and it sounds like fiction but it's horrifyingly real and he tweets and he oinks and he huffs and he puffs and he is just a sad little man having a bad hair day day after day The world is watching and laughing a nervous laugh Maybe it's nothing to worry about maybe I'm just late for my pill and my beer and my whiskey and maybe I just need a little cyanide and cream to lighten the mood of the black coffee news