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It appears we have reached the edge
zenith where stimuli and comatose collide
Forty years ago the man
The age of the to be upon us
And even though the man was our heritage
And our intelligence

That era has very real
We labor for and abhor the guilt of pressure
My generation go down as the architects
Of contemporary

Some have fought and
Others have allowed the strong to be for a price
They themselves don't care about and never understand
I myself am beleaguered by the selfish
Of a of man that is not mankind

in information
Fundamentalism of
Catastrophic boredom and a fanatical
To that does not matter

is your glory now, people?
Where are your Gods and
is your shame and salvation?
You rage for no reason because you have no

have you ever fought for?
What have you ever bled
The face of the earth is scarred with the dead
The age of the is a living virus

is the future you have created
This is the you have set ablaze
All your are coming true
All is lost, all hope is gone