The upper gaseous atmosphere

Created from evaporating tears

Spawned from rejection and fears

A world that is capricious and unclear,

In a veil of uncertainty they look to the seer

He who can decipher images within a mirror

A deity who can make it all seem clearer

But man’s self-destructive fate seems ever nearer,

Climbing to the highest point above the valley

Beyond the stench of bullet riddled alleys

Marveling at mankind’s penchant for lethality

I took a seat to watch the grand finale,

Whenever a nation’s border comes into question

Comes the left’s twisted perceptions

Conducting fraudulent elections

Speaking the truth becomes an invitation for insurrection,

In a world that is a riddle with no answers

The realm of zealots and necromancers

With a medical community that profits off uncured cancers

We’re more likely to canonize unelected dancers,

We know less about our oceans than the surface of the moon

College students with the brains of baboons

To the truth of critical thinking they are immune

They’ve joined the indoctrination cocoon,

Just trying to decipher the social engineering code

With thoughtless sub-humans alamode

You can leave on the horse upon which you rode

The unseen repercussions from the seeds you’ve sewed.