A city bruised up and bloody due to black hooded bedlam,
Caring less about handshakes and politeness and more about violence and ounces,
Walking in mass with their 'fuck-the-system' mentality,
The irony though is that hierarchy has never been more apparent,
A childish game of follow the leader,
Spending just as much time looting themselves of logic as they do thieving from their neighbors,
A strut of raw belief that they rule the roost with their ruthless riot regime,
A gang of thoughtless caskets living in a life of cluelessness and ignorance,
No concept of society or propriety,
Controlled by the desire of breaking every bone in that patient helping hand,
Blame is put upon upbringing but it is conformity that is causing this generational genocide,
Baa Baa Black Sheep and a passion for pointlessness,
Faceless miscreants hidden beneath that infamous cloak; intimidation or shame?
Roaming the streets with eyes visibly wide but a severe lack of direction,
Possessed by the power of excuses and blame,
Fighting against a government as alien to them as the concept of respect,
Tagging street corners with profanities,
Professional pricks handing out bad names like dime bags,
Racism more fashionable than rationalism,
Aggression more likely than compassion,
Hours complaining about foreign forces stealing occupation,
No minute to spare for the idea of ambition,
Complacent dole dwellers with lazy limbs,
Their black and white attire representing their dull and unwilling minds,
Each thread an emphasis of a boring waste of existence,
Come forth then brave soldiers,
Fight a war you know nothing about,
Reek havoc around your own home,
Close your ears to the choirs of human decency,
Imbecilic cavemen taking us back to BC.
