Lull in the Storm

October 24, 2017
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Open up my door

And I see more

And more

It’s always such a bore


Workers toiling

And toiling

As the day shifts into night

They return into their slumber


Only to repeat this

Day in

Day out

 

All of them miss

To realize


Cattle in a field

With boundaries

March on toward

A break in the fence

None steps out

Over the bars

That holds them within


I don’t blame them

For their sin

This world

Has always been


A factory

Churning out

Humans

Which adhere

To the latter


Few realize this

And take steps

To make sure

They don’t get lost

 

In this colorless society

Any colors splashed on

Are wiped off and coated

With a gray layer

Which is imprinted

On everyone who walks out

Of its doors


This societal impediment

Humanity’s mistreatment

Is a great misdeed

Upon which they feed


In this darkness

Sparks still fly

But in scarcity

Cause of the vile.


A net is cast

Upon the ocean

Oh so vast


And one by one

They come

One by one

Oblivious to the trap


The select few

who did shoo

look back

in the tracks


Mass teaching

And preaching

And leeching

And seeding

Is the fate


Some fall into despair

But some don’t think it’s fair

And they fare better

Than those who don’t dare


Chances come and go

No waiting

All it takes

Is to prance

On the prey

For your sake


Clones clone clones

Layers and layers

Of black and white

Soldiers march

Onward and onward
Order prevails

 

In this world

All should be

Spick and span


A drop of blood

In a sea of blue

A grain of rice

In a sea of black


Which appeals

And makes you feel

Such emotion

Creates a notion






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