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“O Judgement! Thou art fled to brutish beasts, and men have lost their reason.” Willian Shakespeare (from Julius Caesar, spoken by Marc Antony)

The pendulum of time has swung,
From yester years when virtues ruled.
When love of country and of God
were welcomed guests in human hearts.

Today man’s liberated soul
has fled the cage of virtues ways,
In quest of boundless happiness
the trophy of progressiveness.

Enticed by freedom’s vaunted vow,
to help him reach the Promised Land,
the destination man has sought,
and for which many wars were fought.

At long last man has reached his goal
and settled safe on Shinar’s plains.
He’s built his Babel’s towers tall,
with tops that reach up to the skies.

Man’s Promised Land like Sodom’s vale
is filled with what his lustful heart craves.
Science serves up the miracles,
and technology the top toys.

The land is ruled by lustful lords,
disguised as man’s benefactors.
They gather data much like gold,
which yields them great wealth when it’s sold.

The citizens of this fair land
are fascinated with their toys.
They are engrossed in mindless games,
and pleasures that weaken the brain.

Instead of boundless happiness,
man has become bored with pleasure.  
The great explosion of knowledge
produced educated imbeciles.

The media tell man what to think,
therefore, his brain, like muscle shrinks.
The information overload
makes his mind a muddled mess.

The loss of reason is the goal,
of those who seek to rule man’s soul.
To make man an automaton
is the solution science seeks.

The pendulum of time has swung,
and man, his sad swan song has sung.
events have not turned out as planned,
and he is stuck in La La Land.

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