America is lost
In wasted addictions
every feeling expressed at the click of a button, beyond an emoji we can know longer express ourselves, the phone must do that for us,
overloaded with information at high speed, unable to distinguish truth from lie
growing numb from all the positive vibes only, reality is lost.
chess pieces on a board
played one against the other
they tell you to fear this and then call you phobic for listening.
The cries of war we can know longer hear
The inner cities are burning but there’s no smoke and the cafes are still functioning, all is well here…carry on
to a job endless and stagnant, wages can no longer hold up the lifestyle, one more job.
America has lost her way
America is losing herself
We know this but the winery is open.