Ascension—a fire in the madhouse,
Not some glamorous spa day.
Liquefaction of the spirit—
Do not fear the chaos
The Mockingbirds are in flight
And the rebellion’s underway.
The Grim Reaper waits, blindsided,
Watching my life fly by.
Nothing disturbs me more
Than the glorification of stupidity
I hope he waits a long time
Do we have a fighting chance
It’s a strange reality
When the planets align
And nobodies watching
Are we so disconnected
We will continue to walk a broken path

Blind eyes everywhere
Are we so blinded I cannot see
Walking uphill backwards
Humpty Dumpty, the New World Orders hero
Life becoming a nursery rhyme
Does Winnie the Pool philosophise
Is Pooh Sticks more than just a game
Watching how the water flows
Or a childhood learning moment
Have we...