Your Saving Grace

Can’t get through your electronic mind
No compassion left that I can find
Games and alternative reality combined
Nothing human that can be defined,

Reaching out across a distant gulf in the sea
Dehumanizing and obscuring humanity
A semi-conductor theater of vanity
One might ask just where is sanity?

An odd vapor of computer chips
That murmur from your pre-occupied lips
Can you remember when you lost your grip?
How far from God have we all slipped,

The signature in the atmosphere of a contrail
The smell of something dead and stale
Redefining the traditional role of males
Abort the babies and save the whales?

The distortion of values and reality abound
The insanity that everywhere can be found
Summoning ghosts from ancient burial mounds
Verbalizing simply because it sounds so profound,

My Dear estranged partner you faded away
Through ever saddening clouds of gray
Your state of mind like the pile of bones upon which you lay
A closet full of lies and silent dismay,

A world that exists on a cell phone screen
Faultless, densensitized, and mean
As godless as the splicing of genes
Making man into an evil god or so it seems,

The delusion becomes even bigger than life
A mad man’s scowl with a bloody knife
Broken dreams that mirror endless strife
Silicon valley becomes the Devil’s wife,

I will enter the space craft now
Overcoming my selflessness somehow
All you modern barbarians take a bow
Carrying your post cards from Chairman Mao,

The pitch and the yaw of my vessel in space
Cold sweat inside my helmet and on my face
I could end up lost without a trace
My life depends on my Father’s saving grace.