This pandemic living
I’m tired of these four walls I’m tired of thinking dark thoughts In these darkened halls Sick of government incompetence I’m tired of fucking lies I can’t quite visualise all those Who have lost their lives I’m tired of a life Reliant on working to death My creative deficit Not got me feelin’ my best And all the things I could’ve done Just don’t get achieved Feel like a prisoner Of human malice and greed I can’t help but wonder If anything I said, did or wrote Could ever change things But I know it won’t Political systems Designed to stifle dissent With anger and hate Left to carefully ferment The absence of sense In a world run for elites Will this wretched earth Ever know peace? This pandemic living Trapped in a moment The contradictions and problems Are both shameful and potent But where is the solution? I can’t see another earth I see another idea But it’s trapped in a curse I fear the outcome Will just be continuation Of devastation, destruction And human alienation I’m tired of pretending that Our response is something new This pandemic living Got me feelin’ blue
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October 2020
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