Why did you take our reality with TV?
Why does the wonder of life no longer breathe?
Have we seen it all, can I youtube it now?
Live on the screen miles away some how,
Pleasing the pain is so gruesome,
No longer can we been polity lonesome,
The child burns out but never flies,
On parental wings of Santa and Easter bunny lies,
Consideration need unionized dedication,
When marching to the beat of the consumer drum,
A silent nite baby cry, starry buzzard collecting on high,
No peace awaits within the walls of waits,
Mummers bleed and dance their way,
From the inner sanctums lead astray,
Countless now the number may stream,
At all cost pump in the bodies for the soul machine,
Riding now once to far for free,
Why must our realty be what you want us to see?
FTBAS 9.5.12