Robot
The lonely man sits by the tree
The tree is happy to meet the sun
The sun smiles on my black skin
My black skin doesn't mean I'm dumb
Dumb as the young rock
That flows threw the water
The water never changes just moves in order
We move in order like robots
Awake work sleep
Fix the government plate first
Then let the slave eat
Day in and day out our minds become blank
No time to think
No time to blink
We are in the matrix of a robot dream
How do you awake and fly off faith?
Delete the word can't
Add the word will
Delete the word peace
And add the word kill
Delete the inner beast
And everyone would be sheep
But who keeps the balance when everyone is asleep
Copyright © Keorie Mcmillan | Year Posted 2016
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