Everything's Perfekt

by El B-Ablo

In the world I dream of there is no war and no famine
Nobody worries about money
Everything they need is theirs
Everything they want, they can have
Everybody gets along
There is only the sense of prosperiety and self-rightousness that has been owed to eveyone since birth
All fears are non-existant and the word fear is not even in the dictionaries
There is no way to describe that word
There is no government to dictate what you say or do or even where to go
There is no sadness and no tears to follow
Everything is perfeKt
And if by some freak chance someone becomes depressed or alittle down, a militia hunts down their families, freinds, and loved ones and drags them to the nearest town square and brutally tortures and murders them with dry tooth picks shoved into their eyes and quarter inch drill bits into the teeth in front of a hundred motion sensitive cameras publically broadcasting these horribly wreched events to the millions of masses forced to watch during dinner time because they are all strapped down to the recliners of nails and broken glass unwilling to turn there eyes away from the TORTURE TUBE with an ear to ear smile firmly implanted upon their faces in the off chance that the militia will be kicking down their doors and gently placing 4000 watt stereo headphones on their ears and relaxing to a DJs interpitation of all the boy bands songs layered together all at once and swiftly being escorted out of their 50 storey filing cabinets to the Town Square to have front row seats to view their families, friends and loved ones being tortured in this arena where the consession venders are serving complementry hotdogs made with yesterdays Goths and cold and frosty tall mugs of bleach to chase out whatever was making them feel down and giving their soul the cleaning out it needed so the frown can be turned upside down and they can go on about their bussiness. Anyone oposing these actions should just smile and everything will be perfeckt!