Blurring Along

At the speed

Of insanity

While Rome burns

The emperors fiddle

Distracting peasants

With petty promises

Frantic finger pointing

Whilst getting

Nothing done

Just a permanent

Side show

Put on for free by the

Donkeys and elephants

In the three ring circus

Sponsored by

Greedy corporations

To keep the

Masses docile

A safe distance

From revolution

A safer distance

From enlightenment

While quibbling over

Which animal

Has more faults

In their refined act of

Braying and trumpeting

Kicking and stomping

The ground into

Clouds of dust

For the sake of

Stirring up the

Dirt and feces

Only to go home

To watch more

Divisive distractions

On digital display

Of endless

Sporting events

Using the same guise

Of rooting for

“Their” team

Against other’s teams

Gambling on

Praying for

Bragging rights

Statistical uselessness

That if so and so

Didn’t drop the ball

Or if what’s his name

Wasn’t on the

Injured reserves

“They” would have won

Without lifting one

Finger of participation

Just expending energy

Fueled by

Alcohol consumption

Mindless gluttony and

Inflated egos







“When you’re born, you get a ticket to the freak show.
When you’re born in America, you get a front row seat.”

– George Carlin