A World Without Hope

City streets filled          
With degradation--          
Sadomasochists,          
Sodomists, and            
Sadistic bastards          
All around us.          
         
A chemical fog          
Turned what was          
Left of our days into          
An eternal night.          
         
We roam, lost in our          
Apathy, quivering and          
Shivering--no prayers.          
         
Cults of religious fanatics          
Try to convince us there is          
Something better waiting          
For us on the other side,          
But no longer is salvation          
Of any importance.          
         
We now live for a high,          
A numbness to the          
Terrible sensations          
That surround us.          
         
These are strange times--          
Nothing left to believe in,          
Many without a home to live in.          
         
We take what we can get,          
Scraps and throw aways      
Are now our feasts.          
         
No more revolutions,          
We just want to watch          
The world burn!          
         
Open space is long          
Gone, megacities are        
All we can see.          
         
The stars of the past          
Are now hidden by          
Smoke clouds and          
Artificial light.          
         
We didn’t choose this,          
But still we live with          
Our ancestors long          
Overdue consequences.            
         
Our world is now worse          
Than the looming death          
Everyone used to fear.          
         
Suicide has become an          
Understandable decision.          
         
People used to think we          
Would find a way to live          
Forever-- reach space and          
Learn to love everyone.          
         
That is not the case.          
         
The rich got richer and          
The poor got poorer.          
         
War is all that lasted forever.          
         
Those pure at heart were          
Assassinated and those          
Evil all lived on.          
         
You can run but            
You can’t hide,          
Drone strikes take          
Out the people            
Who owe money.          
         
Protesters get bombed and          
Visionaries are killed at birth.          
         
We now live on an overpopulated          
Planet with no signs of life.          
         
You’d be lucky to find a          
Copy of The Great Gatsby.          
         
Most of the best art          
Was destroyed by the          
Government.          
         
Every once in a while you          
You may see some graffiti,          
But other than that, all          
Signs of the soul are gone.          
         
The last bit of enlightenment          
Was lost when the buddhist          
Monks all burned themselves          
Alive in protest to where            
The world was headed.          
         
Not a single person even          
Stopped and noticed them,          
Everyone just strolled by.          
         
Feral children and          
Wild dogs run rampid.          
         
A dead body on the          
street is no longer          
Is no longer a sight          
To see, it's rutine.        
         
Hookers and dope dealers          
Are on every corner.          
Strip clubs and bars          
Line up all the streets.          
         
Murder is no longer a punishable          
Offence and getting mugged is an          
Issue we all have to deal with.          
         
The wealthy live on top of hills,          
Surrounded by their own            
Private armies-- walls a hundred          
Feet tall protecting them from          
The desperate masses.          
         
Even with all the medical advances,          
Life expectancy is only thirty.          
         
Most people don’t even get          
Buried, they just get left          
In the spot they past away.          
         
The best we can do is          
Think of better times--          
Hendrix, J.F.K., M.L.K.,          
John Lennon, and          
Mohandas Gandhi.          
         
It’s hard to believe peace          
Was ever a possibility.          
         
There is no beauty left          
In this world, not at all.          
         
A long time ago,          
People used to stop and          
Stare up at the night sky          
And hope for something more.          
         
Now, we just keep walking.        
       
There is no hope left        
In this world of ours.