Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Wild Life
Maybe you should have mentioned it wasn't all free love and bottle-rockets. Probably should have told us that all your fucking and drugs in the streets only fueled the war. Have an answer yet, for what to do for our evaporating country or did you give up when you realized you could just drop the responsibility on your children so long as you could maintain the funds to keep them alive. Drift off into an unaccountable dream. Well, I only see the kids at night when there's nowhere left to go. The befuddled businessman who just can't quite tell where home ran off to now. Stripped us bear backed and hungry. Well overpopulated generation... the burden isn't all on our government and it starts with your back yards burning our flags. Staring at our forced smile while you soak up your medicare and social security on the same prescriptions you forced down our throats when we became too difficult to control. Hope it doesn't haunt you while they drain out of your circulatory systems. We fail you? Plead for our respect while we hunt our next cigarette and try not to bother asking next time your currency has no more value and we're perfectly happy throwing it at your feet. We didn't choose life... you handed us the remnants of yours. Dispell.
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