Clown Car

Diseased incubator of mutated humanity A festering cesspool of rotten ideals, And ancient plots of religious restraint Or the liberation from. Acidic with greed and selfishness. Base and seductive, the nature of societal allure Indulgence, self-satisfaction and gross misconduct Or just inaction is even worse. At least those atrocious individuals have a spine. They have picked a side. Bought into all we are suppose to. Grow up believing and hoping to become a productive member of. The death machine they are rivets on a gear. They may not be hero's or martyrs but they know their place. You on the other hand remain complacently paralyzed in fear. Can not recognize bondage for what it is , what it makes you. A spineless disgrace. A causeless activist with no identity. A blank slate, a featureless face.