Our lives have lost control
Bound to someone higher than us
And with a careless clap
We fall, like dominoes
Down to the ranks of
Brainwashed armies
That march and fight
with no true motive
Following our leaders
Wordlessly, emotionlessly
But from the moving crowd
A murmur of resistance sounds
A shifting, waving mas of voices
That builds with every stride
And soon the words will reach their ears
Rebellion hangs in every room
People begin to question
Brother turns on brother
The weakness of mankind; doubt
And so, begrudgingly, forced
Power is passed on
And the cycle begins again.
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Deep in the Heart
PoetryJust a few collections of poems I've written. All lot of them are based on the control that society has over us and also on fairy tales. Please review! ♥
