The Devil In Disguise

The flood waters have receded The volcanoes have cooled down Most of the monsters have been slayed People flourish, in modern cities and small towns We’ve risen from complete chaos to somewhat order Many great men have fought and died Women have raised our children Therefore, modernity thrives Yet there's a storm brewing A panoply of distress deep inside Our ancient drives are still thriving Regardless of the simplicity of our lives Ironically, the good life has become quite unbearable The ease of living is killing our soul We desperately look for help toward the Heavens Completely unaware of the tragic neurological toll We've traded objective facts for subjective opinions We chosen feelings over truths We’re fat and broken Still crippled by the sins of our youth We’re traumatized by the thought of dying Yet we've wasted so many precious years We’re preoccupied A neurotic species incapacitated with irrational fear With a childlike innocence We proudly ignored all the signs We’ve distracted ourselves with pleasures Indulging on exquisite foods and fine wines The irony of evolution Self-righteousness has led to our demise Our attempt to conquer all of life's suffering Has turned out to be the true devil in disguise