UNGRATEFUL
their world is ending
yawn and take a pill
their walls descending
eat more than your fill
i’m sick of always being sick
of you and your life pacific
you had a voice you were born with
no reason to but you claim the fifth
the fear has got you recalcitrant
the weight shouldered is a constant
why don’t you
just celebrate it
it’s a decision to live like an invertebrate
instead of savant, you chose a life idiot
but here’s what i don’t get;
are you blind are you too sad to see
or is it (and let’s be honest) lazy apathy?
so you let the heavy crown rest down low
live
a life that’s bland and cruel and hollow
but don’t
see it in
perspective
