Disease Of Ease

Disease Of Ease

His Hero Is Gone

We’ve all been inflicted with the disease of ease
Comfort stable mediocrity. As long as cycles stay
Full complete, we march on like zombies sway
Complacently. Programmed to consume & continue
To stare vacantly, walk in circles.

Disease Of Ease

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