Untitled 7 · 6:58am Jul 14th, 2012
It appears that we have reached the edge
That zenith where stimuli and comatose collide
Forty years ago the man proclaimed the age of decay to be upon us
And even though the man was destroying our heritage and insulting our intelligence. That era has become very real
We labor for pleasure and for the guilt of pressure
My generation will go down in history as the architects of contemporary disgust.
Some have fought and died
Others have allowed the weak to be butchered for a price
They themselves don't care about and will never understand
I myself am amused by the selfish face
Of a kind of man that is not mankind
Distrust in information
Fundamentalism of opinion
Catastrophic boredom and a fanatical devotion
To that which does not matter
Where is your glory now, people?
Where are your Gods and politicians?
Where is your shame and salvation?
You rage for no reason because you have no reason
What have you ever fought for?
What have you ever bled for?
The face of the earth is scarred with the walking dead
The age of the gross is a living virus
This is the future you have created
This is the world you have set ablaze
All your lies are coming true
All freedom is lost, all hope is gone
If humans had a musical theme just like MLP FIM as a one It would be this one.
My Little Human, Hope is Lost
231090 hope is not lost for all.
There are still a few,
Those of use which care and do
Anything we can for our friends, and that includes you.
But what you say is true,
Then the dark side is coming through,
And many proficys are coming true.
But if at the end of days,
I only have one thing to say.
I am glad to have spent such good times,
With my true friends.
I have on idea where this came from. I just got done reading the newest update for epic rab battles of MLP, and listening to a couple of rap song. But I uasualy can't write my own rhymes.
Even thought moat of this didn't rhyme.