What the future holds

Do you ever wonder why you have these feelings like,

In time, truth's revealin'

Those " what if's " shoved to the side,

Is sugar coated in disguise?

Those things like apocalypse,

Ain't it funny when you watchin' it,

Takin' form and clear in view,

At a theater near to you.

Futuristic gains, fed by,

Futuristic lames, who's

Intellect was flooded,

Drowned out with reality TV,

I want it but, can't afford it, so

Be it far from me to achieve.

Crippled with diagnosis,

Remedied was prescribed in doses,

Of poison that's fair seeming,

Society asks for mainstreaming.

War on drugs was one by ex- addicts,

With made up minds to kick old habits,

And pray desire stays away,

While it's almost legalized today.

Bathrooms made as unisex,

Perverts in disguise,

Takes the youth by surprise,

Legally able to commit his crime.

Dwindling humanity,

Blinded deep by vanity,

Scary thought of generations,

"Good ol days"  are few to mention,

Pretty soon they'll be no past,

The futures coming way too fast.