Preventive, Tentative...

Overloaded with information, so, time to poor it out of my brain and put it to some music.

I don’t know what to believe anymore,

The thought of constitutions,

Responsible for malnutrition, disease and pollution,

Leaves me destitute, in solitude, and without vocation.

 

Evidence of deprivation is astounding,

We see,

With eyes wide shut our minds know not the fact before,

Knee deep in the Devil's deed,

Poisoning our children with blissful consent, indeed,

History repeat itself;

And we still refuse to believe,

How can that be not taken into account?

Agendas of those before us are not the same as ours,

So much manipulations, populations remain numb,

So much misguided information, sums become dumb.

 

Mastering the multitudes is not only a desperado’s dream.

Author's Note

Pick it apart, tell me what catches your attention, and what turns you away. Either way, this is a personal exercise I enjoy when my thoughts overtake me.