The Truth Of Society

Cover your mouth and laugh it out. The world blinks, Clink, clink. Every bottle comes with a label. Every child comes with a mother. Every person comes with an identity. Every murderer comes with a motive. They explain, They birth, They express, And they kill. But someday will they become the meal? What if it was reversed? Would they try to become more diverse? Or become mentally cursed. They flex during fitness. They perplex during interconnectedness. I am not just a witness. My life is not just about my midriff. You read every title. You drink every bottle. You nurse every drink, You curse at the sink. The dolphin winks. The president thinks. Down goes Pink. Famous people blink. But someday they'll be nothing but a link.