The World

The world is
 swirling
  twirling
   to an end-
    and it hasn't
   a friend with the
  balls to stop it...
Oil in our oceans...
 well...
   there's always been
     oil in our oceans...
whether it's been our
 sell-out leaders
  and greedy masters
   wielding cash
    instead of swords,
    or the oblivious masses
     comprised of "intellectuals"
    who compile the facts
   dished out by CNN
  then discuss our dashing
   toward an end...
    somehow,
     with all that,
      not a soul can find
       the proper finger to lift
      to twist things toward
     an actual fix...
I'm not going to do it-
 are you?
No; didn't think so.
  Let's do peaceful protests
   and feel-good circles
    and useless panels,
     and purchased chairmen
    and all-for-show
     result-less meetings and
    never change a damned thing
   besides re-wording our
  problems without ever
 confronting them
  if they count for a f*****g thing.
   Hey!
    Let's poison our food, and
  neglect our minds and
 generate hypnotic, addictive
  electronic crack that we
   can feed on since
    it doesn't
     f*****g matter if
    we do or
     we don't
      anyhow!
How far can we push it?
    Our desire
       to do nothing besides
     procreate and die?
WE'RE ALMOST THERE!
  Put it on auto-pilot,
            baby! 
 Someone grab
    me a f*****g beer,
     cuz it's just about time...
  Flip on that TV!
 Here we are,
  the finale!
  Flash
     bang
        boom
           we begin!
        boom
     bang
  flash
           we're gone!
What a grand f*****g show!