Awethentic

She yelled at them instead of telling them

Tried to be nice but they weren’t listening

Dew on the grass outside still glistening

It was like a mission thing

To break them away from the tv

Zombified so neatly and completely

Click clacking coming from those little controller buttons

Poor of tan but digital gluttons

No hope coming from Seattle Sutton

The game froze again hit the reset button

Blow and bang on the cartridge

The game better than family no partridge

Total imagination capture pulled you in like rapture

The hero with the guns

The enemy having no fun

Last life push hard

Natural training towards a foid card

Most of the games promoted violence

Conquering enemies to build up my fence

Was it fun because it’s what we were used to ?

Or did signals get crossed

Causing a love loss

For our fellow man

Could this have been the master plan?

Throughout history it’s plain to see

The vein will be vein

And those walking up mountains will always feel pain

For all of us the hotel will eventually say vacancy

Wait and see when you check out

No more Porsche’s to spec out

Slow mo forces take your flesh clout

Hold no courses for life’s try outs

Mentally take the helm of your own ship

Instead of just being a radar blip

The ship is yours

The ocean isn’t

Velvet shores

Fathoms hidden

Sail for them

But enjoy the journey

One way ticket no returning