If i am to sigh i will abide
I will not succumb to the pressures of suicide
Ill stay true and hold on to my pride
If i am to die i will abide
Although i sleep i feel no rest
Needing only the beat of my chest
Quaint is my silent lonely nights
Weary i resort to a meaningless life
Illiterate yet elaborate
Conditioned to collaborate
With the other monkeys in the zoo
As our keepers provide us food
We accept without question no answer in sight
We learn without thinking we fake our might
We cover our shame with electric powered lights
We regret our past while our future passes by
Sorry i refuse to lose to you
You who is unknown to us
Admitted we are trapped in your rouse
But soon we will discard our lust
Soon we will regain our sight
Soon we will start our fight
Until then the death of the lies
I will die and i will abide
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem