Today I was reminded of America's greatness.
The greatness that is truly just an idea.
The greatness that is truly fickle.
Fickle enough to be crushed by a mouse's nibble.
That a caricature could become the leader of the free world.
Indeed, the world will see how free we will be.
I was reminded that we are mentally enslaved.
To a media onslaught that trains us how to behave.
We are conditioned, on our own conditions.
We relinquish critical thought for a pre-programmed intuition.
Welcome Mr. President, to your dining table.
On it you will notice a sumptuous oyster,
The world is within.
Treat it carefully.
Or don't.
The choice is yours, sir.
The consequence is ours.
Because we love propaganda
More than a proper agenda.
We fiend to be the rightest
Instead of being righteous.
And we're eager to give a piece of our minds,
Instead of gaining collective peace of mind.
Welcome American people, to the first day of a new legacy.
A new tragedy.
Nov 9, 2016
Nov 9, 2016 at 10:15 PM UTC
Today I was reminded of America's greatness.
The greatness that is truly just an idea.
The greatness that is truly fickle.
Fickle enough to be crushed by a mouse's nibble.
That a caricature could become the leader of the free world.
Indeed, the world will see how free we will be.
I was reminded that we are mentally enslaved.
To a media onslaught that trains us how to behave.
We are conditioned, on our own conditions.
We relinquish critical thought for a pre-programmed intuition.
Welcome Mr. President, to your dining table.
On it you will notice a sumptuous oyster,
The world is within.
Treat it carefully.
Or don't.
The choice is yours, sir.
The consequence is ours.
Because we love propaganda
More than a proper agenda.
We fiend to be the rightest
Instead of being righteous.
And we're eager to give a piece of our minds,
Instead of gaining collective peace of mind.
Welcome American people, to the first day of a new legacy.
A new tragedy.
