Keep my checks balanced on “just do it” systems
But walk in the shoes of their Holocaust victims
Existence I suffer like nobody’s business
As my metaphysics obliterates gimmicks
Olympus to Exodus, staring back black abyss
Ignorance blissfully spawning its mimics
And mental health clinics
Who wannabe God
In the palm of their hand
They still want to draw lines
In the Afghanistan
I just want them to see
That we’re all common, man
I don’t want what you have
I don’t claim to own land
It’s just slavery, property
Walls and mall shopping sprees
Banners emblazoned
In racial supremacies
Patriot nation-state
Civil War enemies
Fifty starships and some
Forgotten colonies
Coast to coast Holy Ghost
Manifestocracies