Indignant

Following a short yet torturous observation of people
it seems there are a few running themes;
many are bursting at the seams,
stupidity, manipulation,
paranoia, and masturbation,
not to mention a few unfulfilled dreams.

The general populations collective IQ
IS as low as we're led to believe.
my patience shrinks, indignant,
my hope fades and yet I'm somewhat relieved,
society as we know it, I fear, will fall to its knees,
Human life as we know it will begin to recede,
oh, us beings of fetid disease.

Maybe theres somebody to blame
and if i find them
i'll point my finger and bluster
roar profanity with all i can muster
tie them up, cut them
and treat them hostile
and so to all en masse:
herd all your indiscretions into your cerebrum
and smile, smile, smile. (!)