Rude awakening…
The night…over…
We sit before a Sunless day
The future we hid behind has become loveless prey
We lived for the now
Partied and celebrated
When we had nothing to celebrate
The midnight oil never appealed
Are we not blameless though?
Weren’t we built to love ourselves first?
A century on earth is all time wrapped for us
Ah, procrastination!
Ah, procrastination!
The next man syndrome
The next gen syndrome
The next generation was supposed to fix it all
Afterall…they were to be buried in better tech
Everything chrome
Our malice with progress never did us any good
Our land cried out but headphones helped our ADHD generation
Speakers that never spoke to us
Concerts that blurred our focus
Motivational speakers in love with adrenaline
Pastors who never walked the talk
Imams who raised radicals of the wrong ilk
The common enemy we never tried to fight
How did we end up in swordfights with ourselves?
How did they infiltrate and turn us against ourselves?
Canker ate up our conscience and brains
We racketeered our own future
Defrauded ourselves by ourselves
We became the ponzi scheme
Parodies for the love of self
And vanity drove us into vanity
Emptiness welcomed us with boiling arms
And we thought we had it figured out
We killed the sun
Drowned the rain
The bright outlook was in fact dark
But strobe lights from dance halls
And candles from romantic dinners with venality fooled us
And just like that
We racketeered our future.
CEREBRAL SLAKE 