The Way Back

The Way Back

Look at you cringing from the smallest change,

Things haven’t gotten that far out of range.

Our existence isn’t so full of dread,

Why do you listen to the talking heads?

Their hyperbole doesn’t bear examination,

They deal in panic, not information.

They have you convinced it’s never their fault,

Keeping you on edge and prepared for assault.

There is no way back,

The future is here.

Things have not gotten off track,

It’s change that you fear.

Ahead of you is just another day,

It’s not some personal attack.

There’s always a better way,

There is no way back.

You want to go back to “the way things were”,

Less informed and more polluted you prefer?

Your doctor performing bloodletting with leeches,

And the seasons explained by what some guy preaches?

You’re letting hustlers and swindlers tell you what to think,

Bringing this nation closer to the brink.

Why put your mind in the hands of some hack,

Riding your bank account piggyback?