Collective minds; the will of the Queen takes precedence.
Drones; swarming, working, living – but are they?
The swarm engulfs me, a tsunami crashing against a feeble mud hut;
Yet, I find peace in my solitude.

One ruler, one power, one will;
A giant amongst men, a wolf amongst sheep -
To think is to drown in a torrent of hate.
Is this really living?

The flock follows foolishly onwards, minds numb to the deceit -
A single shepherd to lead the herd, yet the masses follow
Obedience has been ingrained in our nature,
What is it, to live?

Told to think outside the box, but the box is the cage that traps them,
ensnared by the web, fooled by the ruse,
Existence full to the brim with untruths,
Are we really free?

A single path, safe and true – so appealing,
but the dangers surround; out of sight, out of mind.
Those who stray, condemned by the rest
is that so wrong?

Our goals are not our own, our will decided, workers to feed the queen -
We do what we’re told, drones in the swarm,
Freedom is the illusion that traps us.
I am scared.