Our homes are the prisons...

Our home is the Workhouse..

Far from the longest pleasures
Rancorous hatred - Industry and Energy
That great dust heap economy - a shuttered mansion
Nations and Governments
Tragedy as a farce - for Blood and Plunder...

Between education and catastrophe
The terrorist and the policemen
These bloodthirsty guttersnipes..

For pleasure and palaces
Evil can always find a home
All us abstract lovers - inorganic to the universe...

Humanity - an ingenious machine for being
An ape or an angel
A sentiment artfully assumed
Guinea pigs - in a laboratory of gods
A chain of injustice and oppression
Outlawed - exiled
To the past age of this Earth..

Gypsy