Erect in the midst of ignorance and carnivals, stands four walls of hedonism and laughter. A sea of alluring lights and blinding images attract the generation’s brood, the ones with loose morals, the ones with charitable inhibitions. Layered on foundations of hypocrisy, the indifference to the dying world that plasters these walls only serves to inflate the prices of sin sold in crystal glasses. For in this arena of animal instinct, the palette of gluttony feeds not those accustomed to starvation, unwarranted inheritance pays not for the schooling of the destitute, the fab hipster lingo speaks not for the most regional of dialects, the smack, the crack and the speed reflects not the god given touch of insanity and the lovelorn of the bunch neither feels for nor demands respite for the plight of the damned, the great divide.
