PHAT FONES

PHAT FONES

I’VE BEEN AWAY FOR TWENTY YEARS

LIVED IN TIMBUKTU TO ROME

COME BACK TO AMERICA AND FIND

FAT PEOPLE LOOKING AT THEIR PHONES

EVERYWHERE I TURN

IN MY BIRTH COUNTRY, MY HOME

A BRAIN DEAD POPULATION OF

FAT PEOPLE LOOKING AT THEIR PHONES

       

       

               ENDLESS KNOWLEDGE AT THEIR FINGERTIPS

               I HOLD CLOSE MY CELL PHONE THAT FLIPS

               THEIR PHONE IS SMART, THE PEOPLE ARE DUMB

               IT’S A TOOL OF GOSSIP, GAMES AND FUN

THEIR MINDS ARE FLABBY, THEIR BODY IS SOFT

THEIR OPINIONS HAVE THE MAKE UP OF FOAM

THIS IS THE STATE OF AMERICA TODAY

FAT PEOPLE LOOKING AT THEIR PHONES

               THE LIBRARY OF CONGRESS IN THEIR HAND

               ALL THE CAT VIDEOS ONE CAN STAND

               I CAME BACK AND IT’S SAD TO SEE

               WHEN I THINK OF WHAT AMERICA COULD BE