Death Can Save Us All. Poem by Driss Ezzireg

This world is a big prison
With high surrounding walls.
We're trapped,
We're strapped,
There's no way out.
Except by death.
By execution.
By suicide.
Death is our Savior, our Liberator.
No other way out.
This world is a big prison
With high surrounding walls.
Enjoyed by a few.
Who swim in troubled water.
They swim in it like fish.
They're slippery like fish.
They don't give a damn
What happens to you,
To me.To them,
It's only a game.
They don't give a damn
As long as they have us
Under control.
This world is a big prison
With high surrounding walls.
Loathed by most.
Who breathe its poisoned air.
Who live on its fouled food.
Who see little good
In the conditional freedom
They're allowed
By the little few
Who take the whole view.
This world is a big prison
With high surrounding walls.
All in all,
Only death can break the walls
And free us from it all.