Fire In The Box

     
Peering through the flat screen,        

Our shattered looking glass

Death and despair everywhere         

Society flaming out

The  beast we have created

Has finally turned on us

The violence we glorified

Now a national nightmare

What use to be a video game

Becoming more and more real

Now is the time to atone for our sins        

Put the angry genie back in the bottle

Or we will be the victims on the flat screen

Cannon fodder for the Evening News