infocration

[elazar]

not to be outdone
not to swear the truth
not to be outrun
not to sell my youth

finding all to be
forms of society
no escape unless
homeless mess
(and still)

type a smile
blare a cry
all is vile
end is nigh

contacts! contacts!
skill is nill naught and none
education makes everyone
unless you know someone

be successfull! be the future!
kill today! who needs it anyway?
what will you sell? what will you buy?
your truths will become the all powerful lie

send your feelings overnight post
to some hazy past of cheer
now is time for you to roast
any morals you held dear

or maybe theres a way to sleep
and look in the questioning mirror
without the desire to rooftop leap
if there is something you hold dearer

when you expire and breath no more
hands charred and body broken
leave this pit with the following roar
finaly! from this nightmare have i woken!

salut
e.

p.s. i got published at http://www.dogwoodjournal.com