Inside fleshly plumbing
We hear humming
The voices of birds
In rapture of peace
Living a short life
Just like you and me

Crummy digestion
We cry against the wall
Screeching sleep
We awake to hear a call

Shattering your life
With a blinking thought
All too soon
We both are caught

We run pass the windy greens
In a maze
Remembering all the dreams

Lost in a grainy storm
Our thoughts subside.
We are gone

Obeying the orders
Programming our cognition
On an assignment not our own
Drifting on a mission