First fear,
then panic.
Is it just me?
Is it manic?
What?
This race!
What?
This game!
It`s the same,
all this shame.
It`s in your face,
this fucking race.
Revolution at a snails pace.
So retrace.
First fear,
second panic.
It`s in the air,
it isn`t manic.
Some don`t believe,
sense beyond retrieve,
end of the world,
end of the human race,
end of life,
it`s rife,
Creation unfurled,
curses forever hurled.
It`s no disgrace,
this panic race,
with it`s manic face,
sans love or grace.
Whence once this world was new,
fresh, untamed,
now soiled, defamed.
But who knew?
Who knew!
What?
This reckless shame,
where golden mattered,
where diamonds shattered,
where hope drew crowds,
but leisure came at a price,
more than just the cost of rice,
more than fat and flour,
costing more every hour.
Some gluttons feast,
hour after hour,
beyond weeks and months and years,
through decades and centuries,
beyond lifetimes and starving tears,
beyond unpopular manic fears,
all those unhappy years.
Creation sought and fought,
with so many splendid ventures,
as mankind hurried,
throughout the ages,
beyond stealth and phages,
beyond fish in bowls,
and birds in cages,
people ran.
No!
Humankind raced,
while nature graced creation.
The world invested in nation after nation,
feeding fear and panic,
feeding Yuletide manic.
Incredible as it may seem,
from stern to stem,
far across the beam,
every fear was measured,
as the golden was treasured,
as the panic was caged and managed.
Every dream,
every dreamer,
every moment of REM,
every crying child bandaged,
every dark roasted coffee,
sweetened with sugar,
whitened with creamer,
thus fear was sentenced normal,
golden treasure deemed so formal,
so all that stealth and wealth,
horded by that Tower of Power,
incorporated by those tall castle walls,
from whence rich and fame still errantly calls,
broadcasting o`er the wailing fear,
prescribing sugar pills and rainbow trinkets,
settling down the manic panic,
as the world ends,
as creation bends,
as the Creator giggles,
performing perfunctory snuggles,
observing first the fear,
watching then the panic,
balancing first the fear,
controlling then the manic.