They all had passes
along with their free thinking
Gods meant nothing to them
until they needed a change

PC went out with the trash
like the first computer did
Somewhere, there is one still out there
about to be crushed and recycled

Corporations flourish
at the sake of a mere opportunity
for the already gone
Grabbing stones to encircle their grave

Yet, only one remains supreme
because of default
Crazy isn’t just Crazy
just junk before drinking the juice

Letting the truth be told
feelings will be hurt
once the death toll hits home
But, it’s already happened

They’re dead, too