When they are incapable of understanding
they stay under, standing in opaque shadows
self-worth wanders down the roads of worthless selves
as bands of fools dance to the prodding by fools in a band
the muzak to deafen ears who owns ears deafened to sanity
and they all party to a Party that parts the parts that divides the parts
for they are too blind to see and only see to be blind in blindness of all
seeds are sown in arid brains and drains dug to keep them in the mud