Analysis of The Game is Over, Itz Time To Reboot
The Game is Over, Itz Time To Reboot
Court of law, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, or used to be, so help us god
The judges lie to get the job, when lies get the job done, the court stands for nothing
Constitution respects slavery, makes it all very clear, where only men are created equal
Some wish women would do more, as half the world, how could they not make a difference
But that's a delusion, as we are way past illusions, it has nothing to do with gender at all
It's our greedy behavior, starts with the way we treat the Earth, and goes downhill from there
Micro to macro, everythings connected, like the parts in a clockwork ticking time bomb
People expect people to come up with new ideas to extract us from the problems we made
Nature is providing the cures, all designed to slow down people, even as life speeds up
Climate hell, tornado alley, flooding on mountain tops, ten thousand lightning strikes, fixed
Covid's rescheduled deaths fate set up for the next ten years, to be in the next two years
Driving by people standing at bus stops, in the cold hard wind driven rain, all needing rides
It's not enough turning around, things have to be undone, broken bridges need rebuilding
We really need to make food out of the oil and coal, instead of burning it to useless ashes
The meat we eat comes straight off our bones, cows went mad when fed their own flesh
Fish defiantly related to mammals, backbones and all, crustaceans are perfectly okay
Birds safe to eat, having come directly from dinosaurs, now we need chickens ten feet tall
Take a pill, relax, doing good work, should count for something, how little is the question
Mothers little helper, pills from falling stones, or a pill to calm down from This Perfect Day
Pills to escape the Matrix, while the ones that mother gives you, don't do anything at all
Scheme | A ABX XCX XAXA XXB XXXC XAC |
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Metre | 011101111 11101101010111111111 01011101111011011110 010011001111011101101010 11101111101111110100 1100101111101011101111011 1101001011011101011111 1110100101010011011 10011011111010111101011 1010100110111110101111 10101101011011101011 10101111101111100111 1011010111001111011101 1101100111110110101010 110111111010101110111010 011111110111111111 1010001011010101011001 111110101011011110111 101011011111101101010 1010101110110111111011 110101010111011111011 |
Characters | 1,844 |
Words | 342 |
Sentences | 1 |
Stanzas | 7 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 3, 3, 4, 3, 4, 3 |
Lines Amount | 21 |
Letters per line (avg) | 69 |
Words per line (avg) | 16 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 208 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 48 |
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Nature is providing the cures, all designed to slow down people, even as life speeds up
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Written on 2022
Submitted by rzwilling on May 10, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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