There is no need
to weep
from fear
of a burning sky
or nuclear fallout.
It is not
the push of a red button
that has brought
devastation
unto this nation,
but a Chemical Apocalypse
that has poisoned
the hormonal balance
of many generations.
The glands
are out of whack,
and the blood
is a sludge
of hellfire toxins
cooked up and crafted
in laboratories funded
by The Medical Industrial
Death Machine.
The crazed corporations
want the populace asleep
as they creep
one step at a time
toward fulfilling the dream
of their nihilistic purge.
Look not to the bombs and missiles
that rain
violent war from above,
but toward
the source
of DNA
that is being
toyed with
and manipulated
by the madmen
that seek dominion
over this earth.
The golden key
to the core of creation
is the genetic code
that spans back
to the primordial soup.
Look not
to the oil wells
and goldmines
of ravaged resources,
but toward
the spawn
of a decadent breed
that hates humanity
and so weaves
a wicked web
of deceit
as a way to damage
and degrade
the pure consciousness
of those
who are still awake.
Detoxify!
Open your eyes!
The Rubicon
was crossed
ages ago
while we were dozing,
and now the time
for drooling
and stumbling
like zombies
has passed
the point
of being considered trendy.
Lines in the sand
are a mile wide,
and this is the day
to pick your side.
The continued regression
of the species
would end in devastation,
but a cleanse
of the guts
could begin to restore
a state
of homeostasis and peace
with a raw, electric,
living feast
that drives out
the parasitic Beast,
offering one final shot
at a leap
toward evolution.
Cast out the swine
and fully align
with the natural high
of organic, progressive
providence pie.