The Jungle Book

Written by: Gareth Heslop

This misty sky
a reflection of our misty life
in its sucked up, clouded vision
without any sense of perception, 
its hopes, its desperation, its life,
clinging, slipping, dropping away
from view, from all of us,
droids and prefects alike, 
too numerous
to see through the mess, 
too brain dead to think aloud,
 to escape from this sick world 
of profits in money not in hope 
or dreams or love or life,
created by our bosses to protect
 and huddle us from the harsh
realities of unknown centuries
and create our own 'civil'isation,
our life our hopes hanging on their walls

The misty sky is all in our sight
I want to be on the star shining bright