As one, we are depressed,
cultured and senseless-
begging for rights and
asking for forgiveness-
hoping to see light amongst the
starving and helpless, still
adjusting to nothing but
sheer recklessness.

Indefinite and infested
with a plague, we have become,
not even hell is a better place
for satan to be home,
it seems he has settled
among the nest and rested
his heavy little head
right on your brand new dresses.