The minds of men are the slaves of tomorrow,
Handcuffed by the flashing lights of a box of deception,
Lost imagination that’s the seed of your child’s sorrow,
Still you lock him In a pit of what you think is an adult’s perfection,
Mixing lies with truth stimulating the agony with in his soul,
Slapping him with repetition, pollution, and education,
Just because you know you cannot have control,
So like the rest he’s buried in the ashes of a dying nation,
Now he’s no longer fertilized he’s imperialized ,
No soul no blood now he runs on oil and steel,
Now he no longer see’s through the lie’s he’s demoralized,
Try as he may but now he is no longer real,
Scratching at a buried coffin with the breath of dying lungs,
Cursed by a mother and father who is no longer present,
What have you done to your daughters and sons?
Left them with the mark of the beast the symbol of the reapers crescent,
O heaven O heaven please leave these souls with a place to rest,
The skies open and then reply “these are no longer my children these are men of flesh!â€
mirage
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SoFloetic says: Great write |
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