Poetry / Blank Skies (Analysis)

blank skies over a city horizon

stars blacked out by smog and hate

a dull gray haze rreflecting the street lights

the side effects of a civilized state

we follow the leader like sheep in a heard

misinformed people leading the confused

paying the penance for their mistakes

we the people are lost and used

i wake up to an ozone of agent orange

news says the airs not safe for the young and overaged

but the working class hero needs to suit up

how can we perpetuate the cycle if you dont get paid

soldiers in the streets disquised in gas maskes

to pick up the people when they fall outta line

take a deep breath of death and get back to work

our currupted master tells us everythings fine

now we live in the valley of the shadow of death

subcoming to evil so that we can survive

teaching diplomacy with an m-16

bloodshed and destruction coming at you live

we cant blame the leaders when we accept the pain

we just move in land as the oceans are risin

we just lay on our rooftops, sigh and stare

at blank skies, over a city horizon
 

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