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Really?
from How To Die Laughing
by Pablo Byrne
REALLY? This ‘humanity’ More like insanity Fists full of pain The good, the bad, the insane No safe haven, Violence unshaven Pointless bureaucracy Useless democracy The shackles of normality Heckle-rising, brutality Westward Ho! Eastward bound By hook or by crook White noise, dark sounds Of hunger, desperation Broken lives, separation The scythe of interference The tragedy of ignorance There is no tomorrow That doesn’t bleed sorrow We are trapped in dissension
By lofty pretensions The powers that be The millions who flee Malnutrition, starvation No uniting of nations Unfixing uncaring And few of us daring To raise our thin voices As we run out of choices Sick world full of minions With our ‘public opinions’ Cannot change the climate Will not save us primates Blind faith and obedience Worship, subservience Do nothing to abate The rising of hate As we turn in on ourselves Once more piling shelves For the next Armageddon Not a care who we tread on
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All pulling and pushing Culling and crushing Rewarding the greedy Ignoring the needy The government surplus The people the populous No place for us now As under the plough We are truly irrelevant The masses the excedent Just fodder for feeding And bodies for breeding. Yes sure its depressing But forget second guessing It is what it is No bucks no fizz Just bucking and fizzing Fucking and quizzing Wee drops in the ocean No magic, no potion So what can we do? Catch a train? Catch the flu? Brandish signs that malign The status we define Outmoded, outdated Road ahead Unrelated The future desolatory Trapped in our solitary Confined to idolatory Reaction involuntary
Really! REALLY?!! Is this our reality?