And you look at the world
With eyes filled with wonder and fascination

As though you are a scientist
And the world behind the glass is a laboratory

Experimenting with life
With none but one's own

As safety firsts and lab rules,
Are plastered all over the walls

They are but ignored
As curiosity would ****
For satisfaction

To find answers
To questions

Unasked

The time is here,
To overcome fear and apathy
That come from a lack of empathy;
When the regular folks don’t need
And those fueled by greed rule,
When our leaders are fools
Who only care about the rich
And those who pay them.

This always is the birth
Of the **** of earth and us
With little fuss by the middle
And even while they fiddle,
Their Rome burns, they don’t learn.
They watch the world turn
And blame it on each other;
Brother hates brother,
Refuse to get together
And end their enmity
To defeat the real enemy.

It’s rule breaking
It’s not just heartbreaking
To see masses raise arms
In dictator salutes to men;
Recreating saviors again
Who fail to rescue or save
The rights of all from a grave
Far too early dug for us.
With little fuss.

The time is here,
But too few choose to hear,
Their toys and games too dear
And their heroes too shallow
While those between rich
And being poor wallow and squeal
While corporations deal and sell
And waves of indignities swell
And too few of us care
As if Armageddon was never there
And patiently waiting.

Sea levels rise
And the cruel frigid waters
May one day flood the island of my mind

I will never lose faith in humanity
Faith is illogical
And I try my best to be logical
I never had faith in the first place

all too frequently
there are days
you could spew the most blatant lies
“George Washington never existed”
“Two plus two is twelve”
“I love you for you”
“There’s no reason to rebel”
and I’d believe you
It’s not that I’m gullible
it’s that I’m stubborn.
I have to be right
but I’m full of self doubt.
So when I can’t believe my thoughts
and I think I’ve forgotten my name
you can tell me I’m bad
and I’ll take all the blame.

I know nothing.
I believe not at all.

I could recite you
all the qualifying characteristics
in the diagnostic statistical manual volume five
for depression
and narcissistic personality disorder
I can explain clinically
chemical dependency
and I can recite the twelve steps from memory.
Hell, I remember some math formulas
and my teacher’s name from fourth grade
but say “tell me about yourself”
and all certainty will decay.

I know nothing.
I believe not at all.

Karl Marx said religion is the ***** of the people
I never believed in god
maybe that’s why I turned to the needle.
You’ll say everything happens for a reason
which in my proper mindset I won’t believe in
but blaming my overt destruction
on third party destiny
I know deep down is false,
but so comforting to believe.

I know nothing.
I believe not at all.

Did I love you?
Did I even feel at all?
It doesn’t even matter
it was still me that took the fall.
I still have no self-assurance
or any concept of who I want to be
no god, no friends, I beg no lover
will figure this out for me.

Maybe this is who I am,
metamorphosing ghost
with a crooked smile
shaping who I am today
knowing it'll all be gone
before I can say
I know
I believe
what my brain is telling me
not so desperate to please
no longer begging on my knees
for the false ideal of certainty
because I’ll know
I know with confidence
the simple facts;

I know nothing.
I believe not at all.

Now I lay me down to sleep
And I pray my soul to reap
If I die before I wake
Know this world ain't safe
And so I rest my weary head
In hope that I might waken dead
For mercy and grace
Have all but fled
This world of rust