So many wars and bloodshed
Everywhere in the distant land;
While I am pouring the cereal;
Facebooking with my other hand.
The hungry children are crying;
The mothers are being raped,
While I throw rest of the cereal;
Put Breaking Bad on my videotape.
Innocent captured and beheaded;
Creative ones are shot to death,
As I slip into my blanket... and
I am lost in the world of Meth.
