extemporaneously
Culture spa
Time to go to the spa
Time to purge my body, spirit, and mind
Time to go to the culture spa
Time to kick the system
Before I go deaf, dumb, and blind
All my life I tried my best
To take in all that’s good
I ate my fruits and vegetables
Avoided processed foods
But everywhere I look around
There’s emptiness on display
A diet of commercial feelings
Fed to me every day
Toxic, sweetened emotions
Manipulative devotion
Political snake-oil potions
Sold as cures for the nation
Mogging, maxxing, self-abuse
Punch-me—in-the-face-for-beauty delusions
Every kind of crazy notion
Masquerading as anomie solutions
All my life I tried my best
To do what’s kind and good
Said my prayers, bit my tongue
Like they schooled us that we should
But everywhere I turn my head
regressive religion and culture rules
Not rogue enough, not mean enough
To qualify as “cool”
Not selfish, sharp, or ruthless
Not chasing power’s wake
Not hollowed out and grifting
Every person for my take
Jesus Christ
unplug the mirrors
the dopamine machines
Drain the noise from the bloodstream
Wash eyes clean
I don’t need another branding
to tell me who I am
I’m washing out the poison
Humankind is not from a can.
Time to go to the spa
Time to purge my body, spirit, and mind
Time to go to the culture spa
Time to kick the system
Before I go deaf, dumb, and blind
Lyrics by Byron Haskins © nPoet9 Publishing 2026. All Rights Reserved.
