The Human Condition


We struggle with vices,

Propaganda our life is.

Cruise control tendencies,

With no thoughts our discrepancies.

We have name brand cloth stitching,

But we’re dirty and itching.

We’re fibromyalgic,

And socially nostalgic.

We’re digitally altered,

So not to falter.

The blind leading the blind,

With the kind left behind.

Love is now a fallacy,

A tragic catastrophe.

Contradictory messages we seldom ignore,

“Don’t delay act now, but wait there’s more!”

Too stupid to ponder,

Instead we wander.

We’re conditioned for failure,

A boat with no true sailors.

Trivial nonsense with no signs of stopping,

As our brains fall out,

Our children start mopping……


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