Ignorant, pessimistic, social land dwellers!
Living your lives with deceit and corruption.
Basing your soul existence on the income of your jobs.
So high and mighty does your pedestal take you,
Above the madness of the world.
Only, it takes you to a harsher death of not only the body… but the mind.
How does it feel to be like the rest of us?
Stripped of your fragile adolescent shell?
Thrown out amongst the wolves…
Watching bright-eyed and dumbfounded as they tear at your flesh,
Being nonchalant that you’re still conscious…
Watching the blood slowly trickle into an abyss of continuation…
Playing spectator as it coagulates and congeals to produce corporations and industries…
Manufacturing child labor, brainless employees, disgruntle supervisors, and sleezy executive co-workers.
I guess evolution takes no prisoners…
Otherwise we would all be intelligent apes…
Instead we’re retarded ones…
Hiding behind shields of a powerful tools to save us from the real world.
God, wish I were Ari…
…get your paws off me…