Burnt State
Paranormal Adept
(read with rhythm and a beat with feeling if you got some love for others, other mothers, other brothers and sisters and etceteras.)
My Prediction For 2014
There will be...
Shock, devestation, sadness
Outpouring, grief, outreach.
Famine, disease, madness:
soaring stock exchange
brother for brother
deranged killing of another
brother's sister and mother - raped.
Your hands taped, behind your back
bow down, Abu Grave style,
before swanky media adverts,
perverted lusted corrupted
officials beneficial to their race.
Not yours, no 'ours,' just all theirs
for the taking and the raking
in this Dr. Seuss Nightmare.
Can you see the terror state?
Looks great from the 63rd floor
'cept now there's planes coming' through the door,
You can't ignore, look down
What's up on the other side of the ground?
You're standing on the opposite side
of someone else without a coin.
They run and hide, from bombs
made to degrade their humanity.
We all share in this Internet porn site
globalized human depravity!
It's just gonna be more 'insanity'
and killing sprees, the usual
6 o'clock calamity, the usual
planet as a lite bright set,
heating up the atmosphere-
it's clear, y'all hear?! Next year's gonna be hard
on many, with even more manys living in fear,
of some bugger's telemarketed manufactured gears,
grinding you and me,
and everyone else
till we can't see - unless,
like that one word Dr. Seuss
said we should guess,
that caring about those with less,
and in genuine distress,
is even worth our time of day.
Unless you can nurture a seed
and feel the freedom of growing trees,
know the magic of touching leaves,
know you can't eat money
so you end all this greed.
Unless you can understand
how each living thing is sacred,
we are the damned.
And we are someone else's property.
My Prediction For 2014
There will be...
Shock, devestation, sadness
Outpouring, grief, outreach.
Famine, disease, madness:
soaring stock exchange
brother for brother
deranged killing of another
brother's sister and mother - raped.
Your hands taped, behind your back
bow down, Abu Grave style,
before swanky media adverts,
perverted lusted corrupted
officials beneficial to their race.
Not yours, no 'ours,' just all theirs
for the taking and the raking
in this Dr. Seuss Nightmare.
Can you see the terror state?
Looks great from the 63rd floor
'cept now there's planes coming' through the door,
You can't ignore, look down
What's up on the other side of the ground?
You're standing on the opposite side
of someone else without a coin.
They run and hide, from bombs
made to degrade their humanity.
We all share in this Internet porn site
globalized human depravity!
It's just gonna be more 'insanity'
and killing sprees, the usual
6 o'clock calamity, the usual
planet as a lite bright set,
heating up the atmosphere-
it's clear, y'all hear?! Next year's gonna be hard
on many, with even more manys living in fear,
of some bugger's telemarketed manufactured gears,
grinding you and me,
and everyone else
till we can't see - unless,
like that one word Dr. Seuss
said we should guess,
that caring about those with less,
and in genuine distress,
is even worth our time of day.
Unless you can nurture a seed
and feel the freedom of growing trees,
know the magic of touching leaves,
know you can't eat money
so you end all this greed.
Unless you can understand
how each living thing is sacred,
we are the damned.
And we are someone else's property.
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