Wrong Side

It happens too often,

the masses find themselves desperate,

and on the wrong side of history,

their freedom gone,

and their lives in the balance
 

Our undoing

There's a storm brewing....

one of our own making.

Destruction our weakness,

our fatal flaw,

our undoing.
 

Not Moving

Lately, it's been clear.....
humanity isn't going anywhere 

Invention

Slaves to inventions....

that force us apart
 

Distorted

Our notion of heaven....

distorted by our point-of-view
 

Aimless

We are told to go...

with no direction, we move.

aimless in our endeavors
 

Seasons Greetings

Happy Christmas!
 

At heart

At heart is who we choose to be
 

Last Exit

The road to heaven

our last exit
 

Balance

Without balance...

we all fall
 

Worship

We worship what we're told to
 

Wandering

The world an illusion...

we wander through
 

Existence

Bits and Bytes....

programmed into thinking....

existence it's called

 

Magic

Magic is the world,

outside our programmed views
 

On the edge

Humanity lives on the edge,

one false move....

and it's game over
 

Convenience

So much is lost....

When we box up our freedom,

in exchange for convenience
 

Scurry

Programmed to move about,

no real meaningful place to go,

we scurry from here to there,

slaves to our programming
 

At any point

Our future just as perfect as our past...

 which is not at any point

Distorted

Distorted we get back to our fate
 

Idealize

We idealize a world that doesn't exist
 

Such Promise

Technology held such promise,

turns out it amplifies our weaknesses
 

Glow

Our yesteryears glow in our minds...

more than they ever really were
 

Faulty

Our programming faulty...

we think we are,

but aren't...

spinning in the confusion,

we call it home
 

Our Place

We know not our place in nature...

we've forgotten and it shows
 

Flawed

At times....

our weaknesses....

drag us down...

flawed we'll always be
 

Having no place to go...

you're always there
 

Our Ascension

We're on our own...

our ascension is up to us
 

Overlords

Overlords exist to control us
 

Cages

Between the lines of control,

we think we're free,

but our cages are everywhere,

just as government likes
 

Leap of Faith

It takes more than a leap of faith

if you plan on trusting government
 

Seldom

Seldom is the time,

we have anything to say