Affliction

We all suffer from some form of it

If it isn’t drugs or alcohol
its cigarettes, coffee, exercise, gambling, shopping, SEX or FOOD.
We Americans do too much of IT
We overindulge as a society

It is our RELIGION

and then we deny it.
We’ll tell you that you are CRAZY
We suffer from a DISEASE
therefore we need HELP
we are not ACCOUNTABLE for our actions
we stopped being accountable in the sixties
and it has morphed into the beast it is today.

We changed the world alright
Congratulations—Madam
we have a gazillion
afflictions that drive us
and we BELIEVE that it will
take some hard work to get back
to normal.

What does that mean?

When did we start
believing the lies?

We believe that we are insignificant in the grand scheme of things.
We believe that life is a poker hand.
We believe that once you catch a disease
that you have to live with it
that there is nothing to be done, the disease drives you.
The devil made me do it.
We believe that the fish saw the lure and got away
the deer knew we had a gun
and that we have to accept it.
Just swallow that knot in your throat
it will be alright in the morning.
But the morning has come and gone
and here we are fixed in front of the TV
waiting for the savior
waiting for that asteroid
waiting for Santa.

We believe in Aliens, Big Foot,
the paranormal, and WAR.
We believe in turkey for Thanksgiving
gifts for Christmas
and chocolate for Easter.

We believe that being rich or powerful
or rich AND powerful will solve
most of our problems.
We follow the movements of
Oprah and film stars like they have
the secret to creation.
We just need to do what
they do, wear what they wear
eat what they eat.

We will put up with just
about anything, so long as it
doesn’t affect us personally
change any of our plans
or alter our thinking.

We want to give it all to GOD

all our problems, choices, suffering.
We want HIM to fix us, fix the country
fix the planet, fix the universe.
FIX EVERTHING, so we can
continue to do whatever we want.
We pray for an answer
but he has answered
and the answer is NO.

GOD is on strike!

He wants us to get up
off our lazy asses
and do it ourselves.
It’s time to grow up
children.
He gave us all that we need.
The balls in our court
and it’s 5-1.

The sun is setting
on our parade
the last quarter of the game
the final tournament.

Kiss your sorry
self serving issues
goodbye,
departures are coming for you!

All aboard!

Go on
get in your sleeper
car, this train’s
bound for Affliction.