Ant Farm

Ant Farm              2/11/2016

Who has eaten

The suicide sandwich

And lived to tell the tale?

Known or unknown

Swallowed alive.

The world beats you down

And institutions

Can crush your spirit

For everyone a diagnosis

And for everyone a pill. 

Piling on and preaching down

We all know

Who we can kill

An easy a prey as any

Convenient and dead. 

They don’t believe in God

Because replacing God

Is what they desire

Above everything

And everyone. 

Controlling who is above

And who is below

Trapped in an ant farm

For experimentation

And amusement. 

The ants are you and me

Useless consumers

Of air, food, and water

Ground down into dog food

And then turned under.

Fertilizer for a utopia

Heartless and empty

A sterile petri dish

Limited and dead.

It’s not the first time

Because it’s all been done before

But it always ends the same

Buried under bodies

Piled to the sky. 

On the backs of the foolish

Swayed by jealousy and blame

Sure to deliver power

And money.  

 

Paid off and bought

Over nothing at all

Equally miserable

Hopeless and dumb.

Behold the time is nigh

When desperate men

Take desperate measures

Anything to kill

And anything to win.