Journey to Insane

Where we're headed--sarcasm

We set out, seeking a return to an always-sunny day,

looking for a savior to save us from all the decay.

 

Someone to lead from this mess, and make us stand tall again,

return us to the glory we once had back then.

 

when we were the envy of the world, the shining light upon a hill,

a place once extraordinary, and now it seems in decline. Still,

 

we're just one leader away from showing us the way out.

One person to look at the rest of the world and rant and shout,

 

"It's not our fault, it's yours, and yours, and yours!

And I'll tell you what we're going to do, we're slamming the doors,

 

rolling up the welcome mat and putting up a 'closed' sign.

Yes, my motto is, 'to err is for others, not me, for I've got a spine.

 

I'm the man to lead us out of the dark, back into the light.

Yes, I'm the special man to lead you in this fight!"

 

But, we forget that it's not them at fault, ours is the blame

for not demanding an end to this corrupt political game.

 

We don't pay enough attention to what is really going on.

We can't be bothered to vote--and now everything's almost gone.

 

Hence, this journey that our indifference made necessary.

Instead of being vigilant and insistent, our panicked choice is lacking, sadly.