Please Stop the Bus I Want 2 Get Off
If indeed in fact
This is actually reality
The current world I am
Existing and alive living in today
And rather I am not in
A perpetual dream state
Having to digest and then dissect afterwards
The daily news and all the issues and things
That are happening around our world today
Political , social and societal
That lead me into believing
Is it the world or myself that has gone mad
And at that point I think if I was on a Bus
I sincerely wish to get off at the next stop
Because it seems to me like
It is going in the complete opposite direction
And I must somehow be on the wrong Bus
Because the consequences are if I don't get off
And I might just end up being hopelessly
Lost forever after that
And although selfishly I may be
Alright and okay with that
As the Manic Street Preachers said
If we tolerate this
Then out children will be next
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