'The World Realistic' Poem by jeffrey knox

Whats a brain in a brainwashed society
when every little truth becomes a locked away lie to me
as i walk down the dark road
the cold heavy wind blows
as the daisy in my hand becomes a broadside black rose
my eyes become visible but my heart becomes weak
my soul becomes drained
and my lips resist to speak
i rose like that the seed that emerged from the dirt
i watched everybody dropp from the stress and the hurt
life on a cold mindless and dark earth
moved from our own to a garble universe
but i refuse to fall
i fight the depression and hatred
fighting for 12 rounds revealing every hidden secret