Acidic oceans eat the fish
It’s what’s on your plate!
Toxic meat in a 5 star dish,
You didn’t even think to hesitate!
The gallows are calling our name
It’s no game,
We have no time to debate.
Beauty shouldn’t come to an end,
But we pretend
Like we have another home to migrate
Reaper doesn’t wait for politics
It’s going to be hard work and sacrifice
No more debates about the crucifix
Make this planet our paradise.
The spirit inside me in withering and dying
It’s been disconnected for too long
I wander the streets and see people crying
No one stops to ask what’s wrong.
We’ve become disconnected and dispassionate
Unless were talking about our cars
We all feel the sense of being inadequate
But we lock those feelings behind bars
We’ve been raised to think materialism,
You need a good job to succeed.
World war 2 didn’t vanquish imperialism
Infact it planted the westerner’s seed.
Our society is full of many flaws
But our politicians don’t care
Speak against it and it’s faux pas
Welcome to the new aged nightmare.