Oh great overlord alive,
where ever you lay
where ever you hide
please leave me and my family alone
I keep hearing you ring
and I’m certainly not alone
I know what you’ve done
with our senses and wise
but fear not master
I’ll be sparing mine
I might not agree
and I doubt you think I should
But its none of my business
This is your neighborhood
Turn off the power
cut the connection
reduce the resolution
stagnate the radiation
I know you think
that the sun can shine
so why provide
so many clouds to greyify
The wind that cuts
the Celsius down ten
the chimney’s and bins
we’ve all been whiffing.