Spinning

I'm spinning around and around

And I'm losing ground

Appalled at what I've found

Are there lies? Just listen to the sound,

Will there ever be truth anymore?

It's locked behind that metal door

Will it ever emerge again? Never more never more

I wonder what the future has in store,

There’s not much more left to believe

Low information voters too naïve

They claim,” Ask and ye shall receive.”

It’s the evil at hand they can’t perceive,

Things are looking a bit too bleak

There’s not another sanctuary left to seek

Will earth be inherited by the mild and meek?

She was so graceful and sleek,

The cloud of delusion has descended today

And you wonder why my thoughts seem so far away

Thanking the grim reaper for such a pleasant stay

There would be mass liberation if I had my way,

Hieroglyphs leave us puzzles from the past

Letting us know that the present may not last

The status quo has deteriorated much too fast

I’m afraid my Dear the first stone has been cast,

The piercing flash of an asteroid in the night

The government instilling oppression and fright

We hang onto our humanity with all our might

As I stand beneath this thunderstorm flying my kite,

The CIA would rather we don’t know the truth

I used to have a degree of trust in my youth

Protestors who want to remain in chains so uncouth

Just a jigger of sarcasm with my Vermouth,

They want to remain slaves when you try to inform

Those who seek truth are now far from the norm

They can’t help it now their brains have been deformed

By the misinformation they feel transformed,

My head is spinning as I lay in bed

I know enough now that I’d rather be dead

They say everything that can be said has been said

So I’ll just sit in this safe room sheathed with lead.