The headlines of terrorized newscasters
plagues fear on the common citizen
that waits for abrupt destruction,
suckling from the reality tv
that makes us believe we are apart of it all.
Tough Love is what we all need
when we become that deceptive to
alternate the perception
that we have been granted with;
I wonder how we've become this dull.
How can I break away from this structure
that tells me how to adjust to this
culture that ravishes in materialization,
emptying the pockets of hungry soil
deprived from the care of nature?
We sit upon layers and layers of illusion,
even the dots that collect
the very text that I speak from
can only be conceived if you step within the system;
Has this become a curse?
