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