Modern Times - I
While you sit in front of your screen
Trying to keep up with the times
And debate what a filmβs title should be
Whether you can drink, what you can eat
And other Primetime Debates streaming on repeat.
I wonder if things had always been this way?
Have the times changed, for better or for worse
Or is everything still the same,
And evolution playing itβs favourite game.
Survival of the fittest
As much as we all could detest
Prevails.
They divide us, and we play along
Butchering those we disagree with
And then chant a religious song.
Love thy Nation, Love thy Gods
Love the Army and the Frauds.
Love everything we tell you,
Except your own life
Think of how much that Minority Man will fear you
When you rape his beautiful wife.
Fear the Government, be afraid of their powers;
Fear the Science that doesnβt comply with your bigoted mind
Fear the Woman who thinks sheβs equal to a man
Fear the Artist, practising their Freedom of Speech
Fear the Minorities, slowly rising up the ladder
Show them their place in the dirt, right where they belong.
Annihilate the Science, the Woman, the Artist & the Minorities
Worship the Government, youβre their only priority.
And once youβve served them well, you will be rewarded
With a New World
Where only your kind exist.
Because Life is about
Survival of the Fittest.
There is no place for Compassion in this World,
Because compassion is not good for wars
War, the business that funds and supports all other businesses.
Human Flesh / Guns / Roses,
Available fresh at your nearest International Border.
Border, the dot-dash-dot-dash-dot fictional line
That defines & divides a Nation
And our minds.
Compassion wonβt fetch a mob willing to do or die
Empathy will only make our soldiers cry.
What good will be brain-washing exercises we fed them
If they find out that everything they knew about across the border
Was all a Great Lie.
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Harsh
I stay thinking how crazy it is to be me, such amazing thoughts, Iβm always just simply me, yea that guy you say is amazingly unique, vibrant with the ways he speaks, gold maybe even platinum in the ways he believes, Iβm basically saying you belong with me, pieces of me will show how deep it is to just live in peace, take me what I may be, you never know who you can meet, so treat each other neat and live kindly, youβll get to breath luscious air sent by me..
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