burning televisions

Can you see those flickers in the night sky?
wars raging
disasters merging
time marching menacingly
toward an unholy future
There are those among us
kicking and screaming
and digging in their heels
but we know
that they will soon be taken care of
When the protests end
submission begins
when the fire in the eyes dies
the whole world grows dimmer
So
"scare up some hope
you're gonna need it just to cope"
and help yourself
if platitudes please you
These nights have a sinister side
and I don't feel like hiding anymore
you can sing your hymns
I'll sing mine
who cares if they don't align?
All I know is
my Maker is staring me in the eye
and all of my excuses
have soured in my hand
We all have to die
but I don't have to fear that fact
So it goes
now you know
living is a fraud
if you live in fear.