I open my eyes
And look around
Wide and awake

I see a land;
A land we constructed
Where the warmth of a smile
Has been defeated by a small lit screen
Where the tenderness of fingertips
Has been lost to buttons
that control the world

Nobody smells the roses
Apart from the lonely thorns

The grass grows, then recedes into the mud
Without being tread upon by any happy feet

New moon and moonlit nights have merged
No one sees the difference; no one cares

The stars await deep secrets
But not one is whispered to them anymore

The flowers bloom with all their pride
Yet fail to be noticed or admired

Deep breaths are now saved
Only for the man-made

I close my eyes
And look within
Still wide and awake

Each grain of the soil in our souls
Each particle of stardust
Is slowly but surely
Turning to ugly, identical
Slabs of concrete
Trapped in this endless, spiralling Web...