What’s A Better Way?
All the phantasmagoria we can imagine
Has its roots securely entwined
Around the heart and the psyche,
Joined in a whirling dance of idiotic creation.
In most of us, the mind and rational brain
Have not been invited to the party.
So it’s runaway fear, given form
And imagined into seeming reality
That drives us to unspeakable depths.
To get the adrenaline charge,
We frighten ourselves half to death
By imagining Horrors that never happen.
You know, there’s just got to be a different way
To entertain ourselves.
A way that doesn’t rot our teeth,
Shatter our nerves,
Deplete our endocrine system,
And blur our brain.
You think?