What Will They Think?
A heartless beating thumps in my chest
My head manifests an illusion of what was
Sending a tidal wave of confusion and worry to an aching mind.
In an ever running culture addicted to wants rather than needs
I wonder what it was like when all we had was cave paintings
Sitting around a fire telling stories, valuing each word
But now we barely read the words that we are texting
And our humanity is fleeting with each Snap chat
Overwhelmed by indulgence and saturated with Greed
I am disgusted by my own partaking
So my heart keeps on breaking as these kids are dying
We are slowly killing our own souls with hollow pleasures
How can I ever be happy in such a world?
Where the only happiness found is in an unobtainable now
Quick, cheap, and in demand we buy it
Impatiently we deny what doesn't instantly come
Someone hoping to fill an ever growing gap
Will feed materialism to the Void
And somehow we believe this will appease our secular God
We sacrifice our individuality with each false smile
Each click of a selfie as a bullet to our sovereignty
Yet everyone seems to ignore our slipping sanity
We cut at nature, slowly kill our Mother
Forgetting it was her who taught us to leave treetops and stand upright
Yet now like teenagers we rebel thinking that we're right
And what's left is that we hunch over but now at desktops
Rotting by the dim light of computer screen
Designing a romantically idealized future
We shamelessly build monuments to our name, claiming to be gods
We worship ourselves
The only creature know to contemplate its own self
Selfishly we mark ourselves king of the Animals
Somehow believing we are ethereally appointed so
So much so that it is marked in our dichotomy
Etched within our social philosophy and burned in our psychology
And with each scar we inflict on the World
Each submissive violation without hesitation we slowly devolve
How dare us
We claim to know what true beauty is
So we paint the world with makeup like we paint ourselves
A mask, to hide the insecurities
We try to wipe away what doesn't smooth into our delusion
But in our arrogance we destroy what keeps us alive
Cutting at the vein in Vanity we slowly pale from blood loss
Choking ourselves on the sludge of our own gluttony
I keep on losing my faith in Humanity
Flipping through the channels of the television
Hoping to find anything to redeem ourselves
Yet all I find is conspiracy and reality TV
We broadcast our rash stupidity, leaking into space
We represent ourselves as violent and naive
Creatures who prefer to maintain arrogance rather than intelligence
Yet still we speak out against everything that we are
One voice for our future Children
What will They think of us?