There's sewage in the waters,
there's cancer in the stew,
we spin in our chairs like fools
and wait for the car to stop burning
happiness out of everything.

There's issues in the sandy caves,
There's civil unrest between unsettled
neighboring differences even though
we just let the LED light command
our gaze and let us think it's enough.

There's buried brave men whose
fights are left in vain. The lost
lessons of history are gone with
the victors and the flesh
filled cannon craters.

There's a team of building blocks
who surround the men
of business suites with business
suites so they're not uncomfortable
negotiating the end of the old.

There's unknown DNA swimming
in the oil and misled incentive
intentions gliding from Doric
to Corinthian pillars then back to
the Ionic style passing law.