Post Modern Syndrome

The rising tide of the ocean wide is forming a giant wall
All the sinners and all the saints have never felt this small
The fool waits on an island small, is he the smartest of them all

Submachine guns at streetfair stalls and surgery at the mall
Progress is towering tall you better brace yourself for the fall
The ground is shaking, the ground is quaking beneath this concrete wall

Teach me how not to be all I can be
Break these chains of freedom and finally be free

In broken homes angels loom dangerously
Poised upon the serrated edge of the shattered lives they lead
prophets of hope, harbingers of doom your promises were empty

I look below a child is dead, the third one this week
People stare with blinded eyes, is this reality
Bells of cheer ring in the streets and we forget to weep

Teach me how not to be all I can be
Break these chains of freedom and finally be free

Monkey speaks, the TV creaks under the weight of new debris
Scandal sells as freedom spells distract from lunacy
On your plate a virus waits, this is how it was meant to be

I’ll show you meaning
he promised without feeling
but we wandered off that evening
so tired of his screaming


(spoken)

In World News today….
A chimpanzee gave birth to a healthy human child
In honor of the dearly departed, the child was named
Jerry…Falwell…
In related news, Paris Hilton found God in her jail cell today

Coming up…
Do you really need to eat..or can supplements do the job?
Lou Dobbs discusses the humanitarian viewpoint on illegal immigration
Jessica Simpson tells us why NPR is unnecessary

Enough with our chatter
We want to know what you think
Is killing people acceptable under any circumstance?
Do you think morality could exist without religion?
Do yo think chickens deserve rights?

And last….

How many blind men does it take to see the truth?