Mankind's Grief (A Poem)

Lives ruined by accusations
Justice by the mob's expectations
Innocence lost without question
"What's happening to the world?"
He asked crying in desperation
Heartless few spewing propaganda
Their blackened souls covered in miasma
Society, has it really fallen too far?
Agendas shamelessly pushing us to war
Humanity losing its dignity
The innocents crushed without pity
By the few that lost their sanity
The world is indeed changing
But not for the good it's cringing
Is there still any hope for us?
None, not while the world's a mess
Maybe it's time for a revolution?
But violence is not the solution...
How could we escape our doom?
Definitely not with a "boom!"

“Today we live in a society in which spurious realities are manufactured by the media, by governments, by big corporations, by religious groups, political groups... So I ask, in my writing, What is real? Because unceasingly we are bombarded with pseudo-realities manufactured by very sophisticated people using very sophisticated electronic mechanisms. I do not distrust their motives; I distrust their power. They have a lot of it. And it is an astonishing power: that of creating whole universes, universes of the mind. I ought to know. I do the same thing.” - Philip K. Dick

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