‘There is literally no evidence of that’
Says the random troll with an opinion
Weighing as much as a fish in the ocean
And as oblivious as a newborn seal
All the crazies are in the wild
And they have no interest in subscribing
They only think they are healthy and safe
Because of all the freedoms and privilege they’ve had
The trolls only know all four seasons of planet earth
Framed through a lens; encapsulated by glass
Guarded with steel; shaped in concrete
Its keepers are there to make sure each season is a success
All the crystalloid, chlorinated pools
And buckets of delectable fish
Are crafted to make endangered life safe and healthy
To the senses of visitors who never enter the wild
Each generation is being sold a new series
Scripted, strategized, and produced
To keep our eyes on the prize of life
The wild is really not our natural habitat
How will we survive without buckets of care?
We need them to help rehabilitate planet earth
All we have, the world and everything therein, is theirs
And they know better than us in how to care for it
Also, do you see this button?
If it gets pushed, the guardians and keepers will come
And show you where you can squat and what food you can chew
And the glass you can see through because the planet is their zoo
But the choice is entirely yours
Learn to live by their rules and be a good pup
Playing freely and feeding from their hands
Or else die by their rules and their servants will clean up