Convulsions

Convulsions
muscles lose control
wasn't that the goal?
I won't remember this;
it was fear but now 'tis bliss;
that we won't amount to piss.
I know I'm a fool
and there's no room for transcendence like this
when you're a sheople in school!
And should I die before I wake
pray all but my will will break
that my memory is not distorted
by that which I can not take
my shit
I clutched so tight
I think nothing of it
I know it's right, you know it's right
but still we fight
because our ideas differ.
This, too, is alright, but remember:
we have different styles, tastes, and homes
but until we evolve, into something less hateful,
we all share chromosomes.