Increasingly difficult it is,
To keep one's cool...
When the hell they have created
Generates the heat,
...
Too many find,
That they have started...
Humming to a doo-doo.
To not know when,
...
The more one understands,
To perceive has been made...
Comprehended and understood.
Each day presents,
...
Not always is it the good stuff
That remains stuck,
In a mind to remember.
Sometimes the taste,
...
Updating to simplify,
A revised reality...
Complying to satisfy wishes,
Of a guarantee to promise...
...
Outrageous is the craze,
Debated these days...
By those representing,
Diminished sanities.
...
I can understand,
Someone doing the best they can
To succeed.
With a feeling of a need,
...
Foot shooters and crow eaters,
Exhibiting despair.
And unexpected taste...
Faced with public disgrace.
...
They have had years.
Multiple decades.
And a few centuries,
To correct...
...
What upsets and unnerves,
To become clearly revealed...
Is the doing of someone,
More sensible than others feel.
...