The only planet I might ever touch with my toes in my lifetime, the only planet that our children may ever, is in constant flux as humankind fights on high between the minds that can't decide on the price of life in this land of freedom, minds on high that can't decide if a government should protect its citizens' best interests or preach individualism until the best is a corporate Wild West. Until when? The time Has come.
It is. You can see it. Look what you've built. Gaze upon social implosion and cry.
I Am nothing With Out This Blessing
I Am a part Of the We as the
You want to see God? Feel your face with your hands. Look at yourself in the mirror. Assess what you've become.
At some point in time, The value of commodity Became The value of a human life At some point in time, The value went intangible Became the money We need, when
Our leaders all fritter Fiat funds For access to guns and bombs.
Stuporstar, he’s a Stuporstar He counts on how dumb you are; He says a lot of stupid things He wears them like diamond rings. He doesn’t really give a stinking fig He’ll rob and gut you like a pig. He just assumes his fans are dim He is sure it is all about him.
He believes he is so very smart He drives his fancy golf cart And decorates his home with gold Being wealthy just never gets old. He thinks we’re all fascinated With the legend he’s created That he was saved by the sea By a queen when he was a baby.
He doesn’t really give a stinking fig He’ll rob and gut you like a pig. He just assumes his fans are dim He is sure it is all about him.
He’s sure he can shoot you down And his ratings won’t go down; That he says the best you ever heard Because he has the very best words. He’s smarter than all the generals. First in his class, we all know his name Thinks the world is his computer game. Thinks all his dupes loves all he’ll do. The truth is, he don’t care about you.
Stuporstar, he’s a Stuporstar He counts on how dumb you are; He says a lot of stupid things, He wears them like diamond rings. He doesn’t really give a stinking fig He will rob and gut you like a pig.
Jackals and ******* Clowns and criminals; Lies and libelous lambastes With integrity minimal. Grande Guignol politics From pusillanimous politicians Poisoning the populace With only selfish ambitions.
Sleight of hand shysters And self-appointed diplomats Throw out all their morals And set out the welcome mat For those the most likely To pay the highest bribe And have no care if they sell The land from under the tribe.
So what if water is poisoned? As long as they make money. After all, the rich aren’t harmed. Now isn’t that incredibly funny? Who cares about the future? What matters is right now And the profit they can make. It is what the law will allow.
And those that wrote those laws So cleverly and quietly confused The very people stupid enough To so gullibly to be thus used. But jackals and ******* Really aren’t animals at all. Nor are they household pets Who come when they are called.