Humanity is the Intermission

From a puddle to a plan,
Where do we go from Descent of Man?
Carve a scar onto the mountains face;
Launch some garbage out into space.

Humanity is the intermission,
Deaf to crickets but we'll say we'll listen.
Pretentious lines in groups of four.
Yeah, a song will stop those wars...

From that ooze to the Lourve,
When'd we lose the sense to keep the roots?
Scratched a bruise onto the bark;
A name won't keep your soul bright after dark.

Humanity is the intermission.
Blind to sunsets but we see the fission.
A disease or a break in rhythm?
What's the use of a plea that's written?

A kid never really needed a purpose.
"Fuck your reasons, what's on the surface?"
Trite rhymes  thrown back to back.
Yeah, a poem can paint logos black...

Humanity is the intermission.
Mute for conscience but we'll voice opinions.
Apathy or indecision?
How could labels make thoughts existent?

Humanity is the intermission.
Maybe soon we'll lift the curtain.