Wool Pull

Sweetest and natural odor tickles my nose,
sprouting flowers heal from head to toe.
A changing world, choking emotion;
The death of man a passing notion.

Ripping and tearing at full throttle speed
Caliphates castrate common courtesy.
Ending in blackness and starting there too
the modern mind falters, a psychological coup.

Control is the goal, deception the game.
Gaslighting mankind till its stupid & lame.
Sanity surely isn't so we OD on reality,
blind to our downfall of a powerful totality.