Wednesday, June 9, 2010
The world is a cruel place
Nowhere is safe from the destruction
Everyone is on a wild goose chase
But our minds can’t function
Machinery has taken over everything
All our traditional ways have been lost
The computer does all the teaching
We are left to wander like ghosts
Is there ant hope of salvation?
For all our dreams have been crashed
Is it another one of our inventions?
To have the place we call home trashed.
Life may have been made simper
But for who? The rich and powerful?
Others are being dragged deeper
Into this mess we speak of so proudly.