Pollyanna in Top Shape

Should you feel like listening to my latest antinatalist song, here you are:

Pollyanna in Top Shape (Blind People Can See)

The lyrics:

You say blind people can     see

You can turn red lights to   green

You say that we learn from pain

I know that some fish can   fly

How                dare you         say:

It’s                   all child’s        play 

Some people love to conceal

The dark side of life which is real

Someone who’s deaf will not hear

The stagings of William Shakespeare

How dare you say:

It’s all child’s play 

You say when children do cry

This is something quite all right

You say old people just fade

I know what dying is about

Why do you deny?

How do you reply?

I’m not a merchant of doom

What about neighbours’ gun rooms?

You see through rose coloured glass

Beware of the snake in the grass

Why are you so shy?

In my mind’s eye 

You’re like Pollyanna in top shape

Reposing in blooming landscapes

Your glass is always half-full

You’re never anti-natal

How dare you say:

It’s all child’s play

You say I’m just chemistry

You claim it’s all entropy

Dub our feelings electric smog

There be no real dialogues 

Why are you so shy?

In my mind’s eye 

You say that love’s just a spark

Evoked by minor down quarks

Sympathy’s no real thing

Even so you’ll have offspring 

Why are you so shy?

In my mind’s eye

You say there is no free will

All bound by mechanical

Process reaction and stuff

So your mind, too, is hand-cuffed?