Every night when i lie in bed,
I drift off to a place of which I've only read,
Off to a place much simpler then this,
Where all they have for fun are rocks and sticks,

My mind clouds with all of today's distractions,
Only new technology will create a reaction,
Our only concern is when we're next fed, It's like our society has all become brain dead,

When I wake I realize it's true,
That this brain dead society consists of me and you,
If there's no change we can honestly assume,
That the next generation is inevitably doomed.