Mass Confusion
Here's my conclusion, to all this mass confusion, abusing concept to confuse illusion. It's amusing, to people like, me can't seem to be free lost in society. From behind blind eyes all I see is lies, religious warfare's, allies we chastised. Billions over seas ,to build democracies , it's a suicide disease effecting you and me. We're the alpha omega's too there schizoid prodigies , dancing with our demons in a heart of irony. It's a selfish shame ,just like a lion that's tame, misused, abused ,caged, captive , and slaved. Will we ever regret it? Will we ever stress or sweat it? Will our monetary morals spoil our judgments until we forget it? Like a open wound neglected expected to become infected, If patriotism the cure, its completely ineffective .Words can be broken and so can bones ,how can I feel so alone in a place I call home?
Copyright © Chad Wagner | Year Posted 2015
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