Feast

Reformation is a dirty word.
Speak too loud and you’ll be interred.
Clamped with iron and led away.
But you won’t be seen again after that day.

Disappeared into the void between.
Shady ops have become a daily thing.
Pruning dreams that once could flourish.
If you wish to eat then conform so not to be punished.
Terror state.
Does not lie in wait.
It comes for you.
Fall in line,
Or you’ll be suffocated too.

Revolution is now long forgotten.
Dig too deep and you’ll be at the bottom…
Of a grave filled with those who did stand up.
For that they had their lives completely cut.

Disappeared into the void between.
Shady ops have become a daily thing.
Pruning dreams that once could flourish.
If you wish to eat then conform so not to be punished.
Terror state.
Does not lie in wait.
It comes for you.
Fall in line,
Or you’ll be suffocated too.

When did fiction become fact?
And why do we continue with this act?
Pretending our future is so guaranteed.
When in reality we are being kept under heel.
Told it is wrong to think and feel.
Judged for wanting to live our own way.
Hamstrung by these systems that encroach further every day.

Terror state.
Does not lie in wait.
It comes for you.
Fall in line,
Or you’ll be suffocated and tossed away.
But only after an interrogation of what led you to stray.
It should be clear to any body.
We wish to be free.
Not suffer for greed born from the elite’s entree.