My gut instinct tells me
that something is very wrong,
that they have been busy twisting truths
to make us submit and play along
My gut instinct tells me
that we can’t deny what’s here
But if we ponder all the consequences
Which is really the most severe?
My gut instinct tells me
that emotions are riding high
because psychology was employed
to make us swallow all the lies
My gut instinct tells me
that the overriding mantra
Is not hands, face, space
but divide and fucking conquer
My gut instincts tell me
That the future’s looking grim
Because we’ve turned on one another
Instead of blaming them!
My gut instinct tells me
That it’s time to fight for truth
To protect the weak in our society
and the future for our youth
Poetry for Dullards 