Collective Fate
Hold back with knowledge, life plays rough
So your incentive attitude
Won’t stand a chance against the stuff
That means to sound crude
Stay calm, benevolent and easy
As humble as you can
And soon you notice no one sees you
Cause you are one of them
How does it feel, to be well stored
In some collective fate?
Are you quite sure in support
Or do you hesitate ?
Are you surprised to fathom that
Nobody gives a damn
About you, what you intend
To be, apart of lamb,
The little lamb, who lost his mom
And cannot see his dad
In restless search he cries for them
The truth he wouldn’t stand.
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