Modern
scratch, scratch,
scratching the surface of a dormant mind
you follow your idols of blm or maga or any such kind
a penis erupts from Eve's clandestine crotch and we all aplaud
"She's so brave!"
as a sea of shell-less tortoises rush to achieve the land of milk and honey that they so crave
only to find that the breast of the holy mother is barren and depraved
the oh so powerful and maniacal patriarch rubs his belly and laughs
"This is the land of the new gods!"
gods of sex
gods of oil
gods of self righteousness
and social justice warrior gods
choose your god and be faithful
watch every episode, like every post, tag all your friends and regurgitate your soul
its time for the war of ideas
so sharpen your words like spears
the revolution is always televised and for that reason we are sometimes terrified
scripted agendas and contrived experiences ebb and flow
like corona feasting on the elderly
and so we sit and watch and hope that at some point
we'll evolve
