Magic MushroomA Poem by The Flawed
It’s an inhuman world,
“I DON’T WANT TO DIE”
The planet earth is about to explode.
Is this the way we chose to live?
Is this the way it’s meant to be?
Is it the system, or is it we?
Well who made the system, but you and me?
Is the lord as fair as they make him out to be?
If he can show us the way, then why won't he?
We spend all our lives running around in circles,
Looking for more money and love,
What happens at the end?
We just drop and die.
Somehow it doesn’t seem neat,
In fact, it’s incomplete,
Why couldn’t there be more in it?
Why couldn’t life be a treat?
Everything is automatic,
You press the button change the channel,
Sit yourself down, watch the panel,
You sit for month and month to program a game,
That’s going to beat you again and again anyway.
You pull the trigger and the guy is dead,
And if someone tries to make it the easy way,
They sit him on an electric chair,
Somehow it doesn’t seem neat,
In fact it’s incomplete,
Why couldn’t there be more in it?
Why couldn’t life be a treat?
I’ll tell you what’s going to happen, and it’s coming soon,
One night when the stars are shining, and there’s a full moon,
Some clowns hiding behind their flag in an underground room,
Press a button, and BANG there’s a mushroom.
Somehow it doesn’t seem neat,
In fact it’s incomplete,
Everything will go in a flash,
Even the war pigs
“I DON’T WANT TO DIE”
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18 Reviews Added on August 30, 2009 Last Updated on February 20, 2010 AuthorThe FlawedNearbyAboutI am a man who loves writing poetry, and find it the easiest way of expressing how I feel, particularly when I dont like to talk about these feelings. I cannot .. more..Writing
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