Caught in numbers, steel machines, face flat on cold deskErrors, systems, directions, could I really care less?Aside from all these trucks and cars, and vacant spiral staresAre visions of infinity from people who don't care..These schedules clocks, and stopwatches, and plastic bank accountsIt sends a shiver up my spine, and fills my mind with doubtsBecause anything is only big relative to it's sizeAnd there is something else that's hidden, you will soon realize..The wishful thinker terrifies the man behind the maskFor it is he, authority, who will be taken to taskDespite his preachings and noble words he has a dark side tooAnd video cameras will keep him pent up in his personal zoo..Fierce crusaders fighting battles lost long agoTripping over old truths that they can't see any moreBattling warlords left and right, they know will always winFeeling that if they weren't to do so, it would be a sin..sallysally@usa.net

 

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