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Mar 2015
We all have a voice,
some are never heard,
We are all subjects to a society absurd.
If the world began with a big bang
It shall seize without  sound.

There is a Child Inside that hides behind the depiction within, crying out in spite.
So you would never have to guess, why one generation will fear the next, and why we all are wondering if there will be anywhere left, left to hide; Anywhere at all, to hide from
This absent mind, never mind this mindless chatter…

Your mentality will mold you to the reality they’ve sold you.
How could you even know…when you all go where they want you to go?

All is blind
oh’ so blind, hiding behind the collective mind.

They told you where to go, so you went.
They told you what to get, so you got.
They told you what to buy, so you bought.
They told you where to look, so you watched.
They told you what to think, so you thought.
They told you why, so why not.
They told you who to be so you agreed
They told you what say so you obeyed
what now,
They told you when, so where have you been?
And sometimes they told you how, how too follow…
And again they told you… Not to question…

The voices you hear all so absorb you
If you stand for yourself they will only ignore you

Never ask why, only to identify…
You’re being restrained, don't you dare to complain.
How could you ever even know, when this is all you’ve ever known?

when will you finally perceive you are only to be
The imagery you see…

We all have a voice,
some are never heard,
We are all subjects to a society absurd.
If the world began with a big bang
it shall seize without a sound.
Brooklyn Brooks
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Brooklyn Brooks  Midtown
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