A poem wrote about ten years ago. I hope you enjoy it.
I watch everything blow up with a dark gloom
Everyone, parading zombies walking on
Headed down to an eternal doom
Waving our flags that block our sights
Get ready for an everlasting fire
Wooden marionettes dancing in deep dire
Smile and laugh while in disguise
Eyes, however, never lie
It all seems like a big giant joke
What are we going to do?
What is the punch line you dope?
Just go to sleep and become goo
Blindfolded by a cliff with the wind
Don’t know if I’m going up or down
In the end, let’s hope that we can sing
Else, we gonna forever frown
It seems like a big giant hoax
What are you going to do?
What is the meaning to all our moans?
Just go to sleep and wait for the big fool