In a perfect world

Written by: Maris Oliver

 
In a perfect world I see people flying like butterflies As the mirror breaks they begin to die. Yet they are born again as robots(beep beep) controlled in a hive. Man has not yet begun to weep, he can not see his defeat. For he does not know the sly and very discreet. There is a hope but most don't want to believe. So unfortunately for them, this land they can not leave.