Penguin Parade

the parade of stereotypes and must haves wear false grins living inside their Bubble of perfection their eyes are closed a blinded society to the worlds realities living in zombie land you can hear them say "I`m happy and safe here so why should I care about you" to the monster they point and stare as they travel down the contradiction highway chained like a slave the shadows of ignorance follows to the sound of the clock ticking away to what we can loose so valuables are lost to the acceptance beast