Disease of Apathy

just something I wrote with hunter s. thompson and Allen ginsberg in mind

Children and men of my generation fried their minds, with cocaine, lsd, and apathy, 

The body just a tattered vessel for the disgusting minds within the skull, those youth, 

who ruined their bodies just to get that seemingly short rush of dopamine, 

who ran through the streets no authority to reprimand those charred walking lungs,

The moons grin shattering the cloak of night, Youthful aggression running through those dark alleyways, 

Men who sat in front of the television killing all their moralities,

Who have transcended every boundary of social rules 

Who hid behind sheep’s wool but were all dirty wolves themselves, 

Sexuality seised to be something hidden in the bedroom, 

Just a tool to get more c**k,

Perverted and beautiful all at once, 

In a hawaiian shirt a f****r rants 

“Women, Girls, Men, and Boy’s too apathetic, to take a stand against the men in that oval office, 

Self Destruction the only seeming way, of control of your fate, 

Wolves with tendencies of sheep, 

Dirty swine abusing our mindless generation, 

wake up, wake up, wake up 

You blind dirty packs

take a hold and make a stand 

Burn the skyscrappers of capitalism,

And a build our own capitalistic towers,

Just as the men before us did the same, 

let us rise above, 

Destroy our bodies and do something all at the same time,

claw our way through that iron curtain, and melt down ingo to a gun and take that oval office”

That Tangent of drug fueled rage, muttered by some f****r in a half buttoned Hawaiian shirt angered me 

Who are you tell me how to ruin my body and mind, 

Who are you in Xanax induced rage to tell me how to find that american dream,

In our grimy high school parties, 

alcohol abuse runs strong, 

and even though we are all in search experimenting for the same thing, 

but, we ravage the labirtories of parties to disrepair,

Not realizing those labs are the very thing we need to escape our miserable lives, 

and in the end the worst kill themselves off with the notion that the best die young. 

 

Author's Note

inspired by great poets