Mindless Drones
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They gathered outside my house,
People, walking around, brainwashed zombies,
Mindless drones, programmed by societal norms,
Floating through life with vacant stares,
Lost in a sea of monotony and conformity.
Their faces, dull and expressionless,
Eyes glazed over, completely voided of life's fire
Caught in the grips of routine and repetition,
Their souls slowly withering away.
Each day, the same as the last,
A never-ending cycle of mediocrity,
Bound by the shackles of mundane existence,
Dreams and aspirations left to gather dust.
They go about their lives, like automatons,
Mindlessly following societal expectations,
Dulled to the beauty of the world around them,
Blind to the possibilities that lie in wait.
Solitude has become their constant companion,
Yet they cling to it like a security blanket,
Unaware of the possibilities of human connection,
Content in their self-imposed isolation.
They seek solace in distractions,
Screens and gadgets replacing human interaction,
Living in a virtual world of superficiality,
Where true connection is merely an illusion.
They scuttle along, like ants in a line,
Striving for success in a world that values material gain,
Chasing after empty promises and false desires,
Never stopping to question the worth of their endeavors.
But amidst the darkness that surrounds them,
A flicker of hope still lingers,
For within each vacant stare lies a dormant spark,
Waiting to be awakened and set free.
Let us not succumb to this mindless trance,
Break free from the chains of society's expectations,
Embrace the beauty and chaos of life,
Be the ones who refuse to become a brain washed zombie.
Copyright ©
Sara Etgen-Baker
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