Degenerate Society

Oh the great degeneration of society

Slowly crumbling the work of our ancestors,

Bringing down life, rendering it so empty,

Men in bars, women lost in their beauty parlours…

There is no one anymore to look after the lost child,

No one cares, no one watches over,

Running around the streets like beasts wild,

While mother and father try a little to remain sober….

You see them stumble out of lifts smiling,

Their breath stinking of alcohol and cigarettes,

While their daughter red faced is apologising,

Still holding the remain of a childhood stolen behind mother’s wasted silhouette…

Oh watch the death of community

As people whisper behind your back

Words uttered maliciously

While you come home from work surrounded by the dark!

As owners allow their pets to foul the greens

Ignoring the mess they impose on the rest of the community,

Mere remains of bright kids, lonely sad could have beens,

Standing behind a dog wagging their tales happily….

While in this world are still few good men,

Why not stand on their backs and break what remains,

It seemed to matter not to some what would happen

When all those good people die filled with their past pain….

Society kills the original, the true and the one living as they see fit,

It’s not what matters to us anymore but what they dictate,

It’s not about being yourself, no it’s not it,

It’s about what you have to give when you bother to participate….