Captured in a state of dread
There's no escaping The Walking Dead
Or Breaking Bad's **** perfection
A camera eye of moral deception

Our heroes are murdered yet still we watch
The vampires humanity was simply shut off
Prime time committed to bloodshed and crime
Nameless victims by screenplay design

Mad Men, House Of Lies, Shameless in fact
Gone are the shows with morals intact
Truth is, it's quite intriguing
Which in fact is the key
That allows the networks
To spread this disease...

Behind all his smiles and silly gestures
He longs to walk a thousand miles away
He desires to escape from everyday
No more small talk
Or large gatherings
The curtain has CLOSED
A contemporary task.

In the eyes of the crowd
All they see is the proud facade
Entertainment is important
And all they care about
Forgetting the person
behind the PERSONA
a temporary mask.

As his mask fades
Rabbits shift
into sparrows
No light at the end
Only cued applauds
Some flowers
And skewed imagery
An exemplary stage.

Disappearing into the night
Unmasking the illusions he conjured.
The sinking reality comes back
As
Lingering
Silence echoes his longing…
A price to pay of the famed gift
Hoping this will be his last...

~FINALE~
    

Justin G / **Pax