Brain Dead

Every night when i lie in bed, I drift off to a place of which I've only read, Off to a place much simpler then this, Where all they have for fun are rocks and sticks, My mind clouds with all of today's distractions, Only new technology will create a reaction, Our only concern is when we're next fed, It's like our society has all become brain dead, When I wake I realize it's true, That this brain dead society consists of me and you, If there's no change we can honestly assume, That the next generation is inevitably doomed.