Brainwash Poem by M.E. Michaud

Have you ever stopped to think the world is a hoax.
That everyone has their own dimension,
Their own way to see the colors.

My blue the way I see it could be your brown,
But it is still blue.
We start the brainwashing at birth.

Life is a brainwashing assembly line.
We are all overuled by someone who tells us what to think,
And how to act.

Are chldren just a toy created for
grownups pleasure?
Are we their way to mold the world into
Their own image?

We will never see the truth;
The truth is too far gone.
We have worked our brainwashing system,
And it cannot be corrected.