No point of lobotomy,
when there is no brain to begin with.
wander around like a zombie.
when you have no point of view,
follow whatever they tell you.
open your eyes to the turmoil,
just train back to your lack,
of dead rotten brains.
maybe we'll all see,
the dead point of Maybe.
God is dead
they'll hang his body
for everyone to see
we'll watch the movie.
phone glued to your face
do what master says.

maybe we can't change