Modern Progress

From some things you just can’t come back

Not everyone has your back

It might just be a nuclear attack

No one there to take up the slack,

The toxic queen in her adoring court

The very illusion is out of sorts

The loyalty of her delusional cohorts

Their devotion they easily abort,

Come play on a gilded edge

Your forced taxation becomes their pledge

Some end it all standing on a ledge

With all the excuses they can dredge,

And that loyal spouse you depended upon

Just met her lover on a courtyard lawn

Got you feeling like a powerless pawn

Those haunting memories live on and on,

That little princess who taunted you twice

Now she’s squirming with a head full of lice

Just like maggots crawling in rice

The vengeance of Karma is not very nice,

A world of cold granite try and take a slice

Ambivalent stares as cold as ice

There was a time when men were real and not mice

Left to their own myopic device,

Truth must be saved from the wicked press

Propaganda needs a swift redress

The corrupt will never confess

Just to think they call this modern progress.