Worshipping dead rock stars won't take back the scars

That you see in a world no longer on par

With its humanity left in a jar

Drown your quiet demonstration at a bar,

You have a savior but you forgot

Now living with your stomach tied in a knot

Those of you lost darkened like a blood clot

Like an animal all tied up and caught.

Oh me-I'm just the same half alive and half slain

What in this material world do you have to gain?

You were warned it would all be insane

A fleeting taste of sugar cane,

Detached, you might as well call it

Funny how the fuse has already been lit

A bio-hazard jar in a catcher's mitt

One dimension drains to another through a slit,

And still the blue planet revolves

No major problems ever get resolved

And the shaved ape continues to evolve

While belief in salvation dissolves,

Who is the stranger in the mirror?

Could all the excuses get a little queerer?

The grim escapade of fear

As it draws ever nearer,

Memories of the spouse you have

Merely abrasions to the skin needing salve

Mournful cries of a cow missing a calf

As a fool in the Oval Office makes another gaffe.