Just Because it Works

Just because it works,
Doesn't mean it's right.

You can lock us up in cages,
Give us a little spinning wheel,
And feed us twice a day;
Sure, we can survive.
But that's called prison.

You can cause most of us to be happy,
By coercing us to be gay,
By effect of Super Ego,
By convincing us to castrate and mastectomate
Ourselves...
I'd sense no one in this world could feel the deep things I have felt
And have known to be good.

You can allow rape, cannibalism, pedophelia
And yet have all the pleasures of hot baths,
Electricity, slave labor and concubines;
Even the sport of entertainment
Where men will murder one another in the arenas.
I suppose in this world, no one would
Know it is wrong, and be more bestial than humane.

Sure, these things can work.
Sure, you can make the people happy.
It still doesn't make it right.
I would think most of us,
Living right now,
Would have even seen a better world.