Mediocracy

Those mediocre mothers drip with money:
"I can't let go of anything these days.
There's simply too much space."

Their mediocre husbands breathe desperation:
"I can not go on any longer.
I wish I was stronger."

The mediocre children embellish gratefulness:
"I could not care any less.
There's always a way to get out of a mess."

And their mediocre infant siblings peer out from their crib:
"From the cradle to the grave,
We will always be insane."