A brief flirtation with civilization
goes sour in the hour of its manifestation
Society, sobriety, lust and temptation
mix into the fix that is self-realization

All weapons are phallic
Human arrogance galactic
Let our folly be didactic
lest we collapse

A quick demonstration of defenestration
is killing the thrills in these dark proclamations
Economy, monogamy, health and gestation
are crawling up the walls of all of our aspirations

Overstatements of zany derangement
are the sum and substance of supposed salvation
Propriety, variety, spice, supplication
belie the zealous cries of lurid accusation 

All weapons are phallic
Past and future so romantic
Politicians go pedantic
on the attack

Anthemic exclamation
lousy explanations
and greater expectations
suggest a lapse
in the synapses

A brief flirtation with civilization
goes sour in the hour of its obliteration
Looting then refuting the stark ramifications
imbues the clever ruse that is self-preservation

All weapons are phallic