A Heightened State of Paranoia

A heightened state of paranoia.
If it wasn’t bad enough before.
The cops follow me around.
If I walk outside my door.
Alone in the street at night.
Who will I make ill?
It is such an odd sight.
When it’s peaceful, quiet, and still.

Don’t question the response.
Panic setting in.
Everyone locked in step.
Everyone staying in.

Do not obstruct the bus.
Get on board right now.
Step in line you idiot.
The time to ride is now.

Shutting down the economy.
Which was thriving so happily.
Maybe will cure us finally.
Of corporate piggery.