Sugar Sweet

swing on sweet sugar child
of the beet generation
corn syrup pumping
heart attack veins
on insulin insolence
while you cut your teeth
on candy's pure cane white
wasting away in hyper active
spaced out soda pop sundry
artificially colored, flavored
and educated, indoctrinated
into the gingerbread house
with the red velvet, chocolate
sidewalk leading into the gutter
of over indulgence that breeds
artificial love, artificial hate,
artificial sweetener for your
artificial smile soaring high
on your sugar high
as you swing on into the night