A Reason To Be.

Seasons come and go

Planes fly and crash

The biggest loser wins

Hobos fight for cash

Sex is in your mind

Crime is on the street

The good always die young

The old learn how to tweet

Money is in the bag

Bag is at the station

Someone stop the train

Lets buy a broken nation

Piss passes for water

Water turns to wine

We kill ourselves for fun

Gets a laugh every time

We are older than we look

Younger than we feel

Today I saw myself in an ad

I no longer know what’s real

I wear boots without socks

Shave my head, read a book

Got on a train only to find

Everyone has stolen my look

I’ve been a demographic

For longer than I can remember

Eat, buy, consume, die

Holiday in December

If peace were a bullet in the head

I’m pretty sure I’d take it

Until then I’ll just be happy

Or learning how to fake it

© shaun patrick green 2014