How do you Really Feel?

Sirens screaming in the early dawn.
I pray for their immortal souls
For god so loved the world he
reduced it to chaos.
Leaving me with a summer cold and
a bad home done hair cut.
I resist any positive notions 
If they are not in concrete overshoes.
I am a realist not a dreamer.
Found out years ago that two feet grounded
were more valuable than five in the sky.
I hate to be disenchanted.
I hate to get worked up over anything.
Because it has no effect....
The powers that be...the controllers,
The establishment..
Have designed this system to just run on its own.
I am an artifact.
To sugar coat being a lab rat is cruel.
and unusual.

I refuse to be a pollyanna.