EAT CAKE
On the heels of the cry-baby
The train went through the tunnel
Only to splash deep into the mindless abyss
This land is your land
Time is a flat circle with sharp edges
From golden to garden, state your rights
A clown runs the circus, three rings of heil
Don’t feed the animals
Sweet potato presides, rain in the forecast
Brought an umbrella to a pissing contest
Talk is cheap, ignorance is free, dumb
The bed’s made, now lies in it
Janus is God now, pray/prey to him
Moving forward with or without ewes
The left behind are right in front
They do not what they know
To those too thick to see thinly veiled rhetoric
To the slave-minded crustaceans in our societal pail
To whom rather dismember his arm than lend a hand
They will be abandoned, forgotten in the dark
Let them blindly follow clueless false profits
Let them bask in the radiance of cold soullessness
Desiring fire for others yet water for themselves
For their rabid hunger, let them eat cake
Think Ink|Thinq Inq 