Distracting Is The Craze

Homemade.
Created daily and it fresh.
Flavored to taste.
And...
Every bit is eaten.
Ated up!

Distracting is the craze.
Eliminating awareness slowly fading away.
For many to contribute and participate,
In donating their unused minds...
Tossed into bins labelled,
'Worthless to value.
But good to use as a replacement for bricks.'

Gone to lose no longer to find.
Are minds distracted.
Caught up and lost by the attraction,
Of a homemade craze.
Created daily and it fresh.
Flavor to taste.

And...
Every bit of it fed to eat.
Dumbdowning minds.
Until no one is left behind,
Not observed or seen witnessed to be...
Noticeably in the head messed up.

Or...
In these days could it be said,
People living in these times...
Are not making attempts to be reminded,
As to who the few still imitating to pretend...
A normalcy to imagine it.
Appear much more dysfunctional,
Than the reality,
Of the many crazed with mentalities.
Unclear of thoughts to think them.
And confused as to what time it is.

Hoping with it wished,
Are many with their fingers crossed...
Promoting to support and endorse nonsense.
That approaching people dim of wit like this,
Already validated crazed and mindless.
Absent, gone forever, is their common sense.
Would and could be solicited.
With a doing to have them agree,
To represent the interests politically.
Of the many out of their minds as well.
Distant and as far away from reality.
Possible and could become leaders.

Yes!
Leaders who have proven,
Their mental instabilities.
Without it investigated.
Or need to be questioned nor debated.
When too obvious they are better suited,
To perform, act and deliver a craze...
That meets the highest of expectations!

'Where on Earth have you all been?
We've have looked everywhere,
For someone like ya'll to champion our cause.
Where you been?'

'We've been throwing sticks and stones.
Chasing after those,
Claiming we can't break their bones!'

'Terrific.
Now...
Can you read and write?
With a doing to speak as if,
You are smelling something awful.
But...
With a huge smile on your face?'

'You mean...
Like this?'

'YES!
Yes.
Exactly.
Where did you learn to do that?'

'By raising hogs.
And falling off the backs of horses.
While chasing bulls dumping their mess.
As the horses and the bulls both knew,
How much we grew to love B.S.'

'Great.
You have no idea,
How much your experience...
Will be appreciated here!'