When I look at the way life is wasted
on the idiots and inbreds that run the world,
it sickens me to think that my children
are growing up in a pestulant swamp of
incoherent thoughts, non-conformist beliefs,
and idealogical wannabes that can't see past
the tips of their little dicks.
Why did this all have to be so difficult
in the first place?
Is it so hard to just wake up each day with a
little more faith in the world than the day prior,
or did we just give up on having any clear-cut
reasons for a bright future for the ones we love?
God isn't dead, but I feel like sometimes he is taking
a nap and letting the angels run the show,
which is like letting children run a factory.
The devil is bent double because of the ache in
his stomach from laughing so hard at the ants that
crawl around with no clues as to where we are going.
Any other gods or goddesses that have cared about
this world hung up their togas and broadswords
millenia ago, already knowing what was gonna happen.
And it is said that the world will end in a couple of
years, but does anyone really believe that shit?
Who are we to think that a culture that lived so long ago
had the ability to foretell mankind's future on a rock?
I think they just ran out simply ran out of space
and didn't feel like starting a new one.
Which brings me back to my original thought;
if they were too lazy to keep up with current events
then it isn't really a big surprise as to why we don't
do it today, unless it effects our pocketbooks.
Maybe it is time for us to be scorched clean from
the world mankind has so desperately tried to destroy
at adnausium, only to leave it charred and dead;
a floating charcoal briquet in space floating as a 
remnant of failure and a reminder of what not to do.
God, what are we to do with the time we have left?
Just take your nap and let us handle it, and tell the kids 
that we have got this and they can go back to gaurd duty.
We fucked it up, let us fix it, if we can figure out how.....