"Captivity"

For infinity i searched to be one with death.

Routine Lives, Happy they say
Mechanical Slaves, Another fruitful day.

Nay.

Fruits that yield poison
Does no good for man nor child

Prisoners they are.
Changing with the tide.
Philosophy they churn
their methods they justify.
For a dime and a shilling their minds Die.

Men I saw, working energy
Running Empires of Currency.
I pondered how
and I asked myself.
Why so cruel? Our times.

Then for a second I loved
A dark haired soul.
For a moment I felt its power roar.
Slaves we are
Imprisoned by hope.

Slaves we are,
Impriosned by hope.