Revolution: Poetry collection

Who We Are NOw

                                              Who We Are Now

We wake up to gunshot alarms.

We eat breakfast with the side of mind wash.

Smiles drawn on our faces,

And anti-depressants shoved down our throats.

We follow the routine that is set in place,

By who, we can’t think to ask.

We think as we are told in the name of safety

That’s threaten by the ones who offer it.

We wake up when we are told,

We’re enslaved to the jobs

That we’re assigned for a check of coins.

We eat the poison that’s served.

We fund the bullets that kills us.

All in the name of good,

The good that is defined by the ones that serve the fear. 

For this peace they say,

They strip us of our rights.

All for peace.

Peace that never comes

Just beyond the reach

Just beyond the horizon

Suspended within the haze of the sun.

They say we need more surveillance,

Less privacy,

More taxes to reach it.

Just a little less freedom,

A little more conformity,

Until there is no more individuality.

All for good,

All for peace,

All for safety.

Things that are always beyond our reach,

Only exist within the past.

Leaving ghostly touches,

Impressions of what once had been.