There is a time to sleep
to keep your eyes tight shut
but
you should only do that when you're laying down flat.

On these roads I walk where people talk into the new age squawk box,minds locked into a screen,I am unseen,I may as well not be there,they don't see me,they see youtube,facebook,look at them they're not real men,they're automaton,they just wander on,never see except what's in their hand,
welcome to the squawk box land.

It's progress,though you couldn't guess,it seems like stoneageville,it makes me ill to think,they don't even blink,don't come up for air,their eyes are glued to where the box is held so tenderly,
****** me,progress indeed,next they'll feed them nuts and bolts,charge them up with mega volts all will be seen,on the screen.
Linkedin,lockedin,******* down for the day and they say I'm mad,but I'm just crazy,it isn't me that's watching KC and the sunshine band, on a box,in my hand.

There is a time to stay awake and keep a watch on what's going on and that don't mean on Amazon,you've got to keep it real,got to get a feel for your fellow man,
why don't you ditch Google chrome and ******* back home to the wife,get a life or start a war,what the hell you waiting for,
the cursor?