Soul No Soul

early mornings, waking up to the sound
of our alarms,
another day, there is nothing new to astound,
us, we are,

not meant to feel,
we are not meant to be,
anything other than what they have programmed us to be,
we are,
not meant to feel,
anything,
anything at all,
anything at all,

late nights, return to sleep at the same time,
not a second too far,
another day, to come and pass, that's the drum beat,
we march to, we are,

not meant to feel,
we are not meant to be,
anything other than what they have programmed us to be,
we are,
not meant to be,
anything,
anything at all,
anything at all,

and there are not buts, no deviations, we,
are stuck in a rut, just a rut, we are stationary,
the world in a nutshell is the size of a crumb,
we are rigid, we are closed off, we are dumb,

we’re not trying, we’re just being what we’re supposed to be,
and we kill the messenger who attempts to set us free,
we’re devoid of emotions, spared of drama, we just serve,
the lords above have made it so we never have to learn,

straight line driving, colouring inside the lines, our ideas are flat,
not exposed, if we burst the bubble, there will be trouble, and they don’t want that,
we’re devoted to the deity, confined to conservative, we just serve,
the lords above have made it so we never have to learn,

not meant to feel,
we are not meant to be,
anything other than what they have programmed us to be,
we are,
not meant to be,
anything,
anyone at all,
anyone at all,

Soul No Soul

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