We were born to a era of indifference no quality assurance and all signs point to arrogance monsters making money as a troll collecting passers tolls under bridges and the guise of honest working businessmen trails of blood twisting back and forth to a point of sale cauterize the wound with a piping hot rusty nail the writhing sweating snakes of the working man's industry waiting for a bite you give in reluctantly i couldn't care less if the world doesn't see their faults what this wound needs is a heaping hearty pile of salt Crusting sore, affecting the entire body of life its failing, this entity. and I'm starting to think it might be right. there are visible cracks in the wall of society falling failing parts of the structural integrity little here little there and it will fall piece by piece working its way to the center of humanity showing signs of distress it is a corporate created oddity brick by brick it was an attack on our liberty sell sell sell and renege in time to join the fight the top controls the bottom even without a line of sight. i couldn't care less if the world doesn't know it's wrong overwhelming capitalist nonsense, and all the while believing it's strong. while a festering burning pit is forming at it's core a revolution of a way of life that can't take anymore.