68

This was a year

Many thought would never end

It gets blamed

for many of our ills today

it was a traumatic year for me

and maybe my ills were defined here

so that now my internal battles

the ones fueled by lies

greased with fear

sparked by fate

my soul is hiding

buried under the wieght

Daddy's insane

Today I am your chariot horse

Tomorow I am your albatross

You put your faith

in all you hear

Let me tell you about

the new world order

Not the one that drives

you to the border

It's a new religion

wrapped in a revolution

with a proven solution

for your mental pollution

Nature wants your life

to go on long and strong

To have children

and show them where you

went wrong

So your life style

leads to hell

or prison

Wise up and listen

to what you've been missing