What is our society if not a copycat catastrophe
A cold-hearted calamity of blind hindsight
Severed chains reforged in the flames of minimum wage
How we herald the heretic
Free is the slave who detaches their arms and legs
To gift kings their reign
Jeweled towers of bone reach to the sky
And devour the progress of our connective open roads
What is prosperity absent a shared purpose
Like a brain held apart from its own heart
Human history imprisoned on a page
Ink-stained chronicle of our original sin
Thinking we can get where were going
By forgetting all we have been
Each obstacle a handcrafted impediment
Dinosaur dynasty doomed to irrelevance
Jun 8, 2021
Jun 8, 2021 at 6:39 PM UTC
What is our society if not a copycat catastrophe
A cold-hearted calamity of blind hindsight
Severed chains reforged in the flames of minimum wage
How we herald the heretic
Free is the slave who detaches their arms and legs
To gift kings their reign
Jeweled towers of bone reach to the sky
And devour the progress of our connective open roads
What is prosperity absent a shared purpose
Like a brain held apart from its own heart
Human history imprisoned on a page
Ink-stained chronicle of our original sin
Thinking we can get where were going
By forgetting all we have been
Each obstacle a handcrafted impediment
Dinosaur dynasty doomed to irrelevance