Faith in humanity,
Constantly being shaken.
Regret at the road,
That was simply not taken.
Pro wrestling is fake,
And so are tv preachers.
Give tax breaks to billionaires,
But none for the teachers.

Sketchy behaviors,
While searching for saviors.
Calling in my favors,
All 31 flavors.
Humanity seems lost,
A storm tempest-tossed.
Find meaning at any cost.
Breathing our own exhaust.

Blame it on anxiety,
Medicate me to behave.
Connect me to information,
And conspiracies that enslave.
Magic rocks are fake,
Holy books were written by people.
Love the those who gather,
But don’t kill them for their steeple.
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