Brimming bulbous clouds of coffee begin to burst
Dimming glinting crowds, quenching sin’s thirst
They waited so long, wondering if they’re cursed
Now a Caffeinated song, rains as joy is dispersed

Ideas are sparked,evolving epic indistinct chatter
Light was darked, but people are still just matter
Mathematical Molecules make up a matrix batter
They will modify our souls, just to make us fatter

The lazy are easier to control, like a worker bee
Just crawl back into your hole, and watch a TV
It’s a show about a raging bull, parting a Red Sea
The game’s fixed, horns are dull, illusion of free

The world has gone awry, only the corrupt lead
The poor wonder’s why, they continue to bleed
Economy at all time high, we can only succeed
Quarantine our souls dry, with toilet paper greed