Interface

Posted: December 6, 2013 in Poetry
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When does life really begin…?
Are we even alive…?
Or are we just brains submerged in a type of brine…
Acting out electrical impulses…
Mesmerized by flashes…
Glimpses of light…
Lies fed directly into the mind…
Primed to become a new flock of sheep…
Is this how life was meant to be…!?

In fact you can count me among the sheep…
Trying my best to break free from these shackles held ever so tightly…
By beings I can’t even begin to conceive…
Powerful beings who believe they hold all the “keys” for how society should be…
Throughout their domain, must maintain order among the lower beings…
Lassoed like beasts burned with the burden of poverty
Grandstanding “monarchies” reborn as “freedom” parties…
“Guiding” poor people to prepaid…destinies…
For they fear the free…
Must instill in all a thought…
Live life wearily…

Perhaps we are hardwired to serve…
Perhaps belief in a Higher Being can be curse…
As we’re often forced to serve at the behest of debts…
Led by men whose greatest theft is of our minds…
Robbing us of the ability to think and live life freely…
While bombarding us with targeted imagery to create a culture of fear, greed, and need for more…
A need for their unholy rule of law…
While I try frantically to find some way to pause…
This game just won’t end…Can’t bend the laws that inhibit any free thought…
Forgot to read that part which claims that each birth has its own premade fate..

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