I have seen stupidity
So bold it blinds
I have seen the cruelest clueless worst kinds
Tiger in a lion suit
Beetle in a pine
Lodgepoles are all getting eaten alive
Shiny things on tiny screens inviting us to fight to justify
Outrage on a burning page
Fake smiles in a pile
Fanning flames to damn the names of matron saints in exile
When my favorite singer died my eyes ran dry
Rejoice rejoice rejoice rejoice rejoice in voices deeper than time
Native tongues of favorite sons expunged by haters' love
Invaders' love
Plaintive tales of sacred fails blown up to giant size riot size
We can amortize, rationalize
Lies are still lies
We can clamor for some glamour prize
We can we can stammer, stick our cameras into riots' eyes
Trade your grief for mimicry, trade your rage for laughter
Shake shake the rafters
It's not too late to chase your dreams and cheat your masters
Make like disaster
Trade these sword for minor chords and major maxims
Get reactive