The Touch
I've got an idea
I'm pretty sure will work
Let's all pitch in together
And ruin everything we touch
We'll start off quite haphazardly
With the world we live in
Taking to task our best to trash
The air, the sea, the land
We'll take what nature's given us
In the finest we could eat
Then add chemicals at intervals
Nah, just pour it in quickly
We'll all choose sides to live by
And base it all on love
Then learn to hate those in our way
That do not think like us
We'll ruin our relationships
With technology of the day
Doing all we can with phone in hand
Instead of dealing face to face
We'll start murdering the innocent
And call it all a choice
It's much easier to do away with them
When they don't have a voice
We'll pick up guns and call it fun
Then start shooting everyone
Then complain whose to blame
Till again nothing gets done
We'll even give it a shot tossing in our lot
Being our own gods
Pull moral compass out point it due South
As we all get lost
Of course it's just an idea
Of ruining everything we touch
As long as we start with what we're good at
What could possibly go wrong
Copyright © Mike Hauser | Year Posted 2018
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