Welcome to Babylon
Travis McCrackin
There it is
Open
Walk through it
Join the procession (like everyone else)
Curiosity abated (don’t ask, don’t tell)
Shuffle sedated (addicted to direction)
Across the threshold
Spark the conflagration (feel what I say)
Discourse barbecued (argue anyway)
Facts alternatively used (truth is a distraction)
Objectivity bought and sold
There it is
Open
Walk through it
The door to a land
Where question is despised
A land only comprised
Of people staring
Dead eyes devoid of any introspection
Now Huxley laughs I told you so's from the grave...
Welcome to Babylon
Where even the prose is conned
Please enjoy your stay
About the Creator
Travis Mccrackin
I'm Travis and sometimes I write stuff. Sometimes it's even alright stuff.
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