Blind Leading the Blind

I live with my kind
We all have no mind
The blind lead the blind

I wake up each day
I'm told what to say
I follow don't stray

There's no mind of my own
I act like a clone
No thoughts that I own

When hippies were in
I was hip, I was kin
You didn't talk back
You flowered and grinned

After a while
That culture went dim
The cliff came up soon
The lemmings went in (were doomed)

The blind always follow the blind
But sometimes there is one
That thinks on there own
Sometimes there is one
Sometimes

I Facebook and Tweet
I read and agree
They're both dumb as me

The people that write
Are not very bright
They incite to excite

My TV's my link
Cable News is my Shepard
I shall not think

I follow the crowd
I don't think, not allowed
Don't look where I'm going
Eyes closed and act proud

There's a handful of peeps
That control the whole bit
The flock doesn't know it
But they are sheeps



Credits
Writer(s): Gramma Rikki
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