The tracks end here
yet there are people sleeping in the carriage
it is a fearful sight
but I must not be disparaged

The men have beards to their chests
the women have sagging *******
how long have they been here
in this perpetual stance of hibernation

Every now and then one wakes and screams
no life no freedom does it seem
the active androids do sedate them as they wake
it's a terrible place to be with fear I shake

Just tea and biscuits once a year
that's what they get without a fear
this is a DNA keeper
for these terminal sleepers


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris