Imitating Art

It's become all to predictable these days 
these days quickly be years
We run from fears
Bravery is beyond gone
Tough guys hide behind barricades and dead bolts
Tear filled eyes and high pitched cries are the results of insults
Fragile feelings
Fractured emotions
Seeking sympathy after arguments
mandatory group hugs 
And positive reinforcement
Are expected
Handicaps make the handicapped feel less defective
Eliminating competition
An entire population of equals
Optimistic outlooks despite how shitty the view looks
Aggression is outlawed along with testosterone
Kids raised in foster homes
Under new rules and regulations
Focusing on forming well mannered individuals incapable of free thought
Warm blooded robots content with conforming
Finding joy in the predictable and boring
Ignoring excitement 
Schools of fools taught to fight enlightenment
Executive orders unquestioned and absorbed
No more attention deficit sorta disorders
Artificial everything
No freedoms cause they cause all kinds of catastrophes 
Powers that be decided we don't need em
A population of puppets on short strings
Castration of imagination
Ensures nothing unexpected will be happening
Plastic people not good or evil live in horrific harmony
Computer chips inserted at birth
Record every fart and breath until the perfectly timed death
Quotas are definitely met regardless of how ridiculously set 
No more rebels to lead rebellions
Police and prisons died with the last of the felons
Security cameras and surveillance systems report infractions resulting from the occasional glitch
Which are immediately terminated with the flip of a switch
A sanitary eutopia now exists
Streets so clean you could eat off of it
A prophecy if you will of what's to come
While you still can I suggest you have fun if they win the day will come where there's nowhere to run