Observations

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    Observations

    I wanna join the space mission and go to chill on mars

    ‘Cause life on earth is frankly becoming quite a farce

    But seriously now, we’re deep in a ditch

    And Mother Nature’s acting like a whiny lil’ bitch

    Nero’s got the codes and a bad trigger itch

    And you’re gonna save the world with a Prius sales pitch

    (Full stop)

     

    A polarization of the conversation

    Of the gathering crowd at the train station

    Being divided into those who don’t need anyone,

    Those living in the shadow of the Tetragrammaton,

    The ones that did their best but ended up on the run,

    And the crazies you pray don’t have a gun

    (Full stop)

     

    Getting carried away on a wave of worry

    When the news gets grim and the objective gets blurry

    We do all we can to hide that frown;

    Going out Dressing up and Getting down,

    Building empires and stealing crowns,

    Saying “Fuck ya’ll” and go to live in ghost town

    (Full stop)

     

    A roll of the eyes and a roll of the dice

    We say we’ll try it once and we try to quit thrice

    We buy a new TV and shit to see on it,

    Buy obsolete cars so we can get out and gun it,

    Seek out controversy so that we can shun it,

    Make up a story so that we can run it

    (Full stop)

     

     

    They throw some stones, so we dispatch the drones

    Killing from the comfort of our own homes

    The complex eats our dad’s and our best friend

    Alienated you come home with no way to vent

    You still don’t know exactly why you were even sent

    Only the shrapnel in the chest left to apprehend

    (Full stop)

     

    Trashing your back yard with “Why can’t I have both?”

    Spoiled rotten by the promise of endless growth

    They cut down a mountain to fuel the fads

    They fill your head with gold investment ads

    They sold your democracy to Beijing fat cats

    They distill disaster into off-limits stats

    (Full stop)

     

    Where’d you plan to be when the biosphere bursts

    Aspen’s a desert and I’m dying of thirst

    We’re running out of butter and we’re all out of coal

    We wall out nature and then we swallow it whole

    We’ve ruined our planet, ain’t that rock and roll?

    All things dear down the ozone hole

    (Full stop)

     

    It is good to be alive and a tad worse to be dead

    Nice to have fun and bad to be found lifeless in bed

    Yet the preservation of life isn’t all that high up on the list

    It’s a Borg collision course; it’s no use to resist

    What’s the point in living if we don’t get to coexist?

    Stand up, walk out and dissolve into mist…

    (Full stop)

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    AlysonAlive commented on Observations

    11-24-2010

    The dark humor of my damned country. I love it. (: I'm moving to Australia when I'm out of college so that I can say I'm Australian. No one wants to be American anymore. It's chaos. ♥

    stigbohnolsen

    11/24/2010

    I'm thinking about moving to norway, personaly

    MindNumbing commented on Observations

    10-04-2010

    Fantastic! This is such a stylistic little rant on the state of humanity! I love how you switch gears from one piece to the next so effortlessly. Awesome job!

    rsalassi commented on Observations

    10-03-2010

    Well, Adolf, you can certainly grab your reader by the throat right off and then relentlessly carry him to the end, .. slightly dazed, but astounded by the force of thought and the force of words you so effortlessly blend in forging what some may describe as "preachy" and others as "teachy". Excellent!

    stigbohnolsen

    10/03/2010

    Comparing my rhetoric to hitler's is either horribly insulting or incredibly flattering. I think i'll have a bit of both. :p

    rsalassi

    10/03/2010

    have you seen the clip on You-Tube where Hitler looks like he's singing Movin, On Up? Hilarious!

    stigbohnolsen

    10/03/2010

    The internet truly is a marvelous place!

    ginga commented on Observations

    10-02-2010

    Olsen, A brilliant treatise on the world's slow demise and the miasma it is slipping toward and int. I horoughly enjoyed all your themes and greed stands out as that central theme. ginga

    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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