There will be a time when
Emotion,
Feelings,
Love,
The biggest crime
When we are but blank slates
Never wanting more
But with these feelings
Subdued,
In our subconscious
Prisoners of this
Emotionless state.
We as a hive, never questioning
Obedient
Listening,
Slaves,
In the system
What is this, can it be called life
We are but cattle
To a society that calls us
Clones,
But we are alive we
Bleed,
Feel
Want,
To be free, but to you
We are just slaves in a system
But we are more,
There will be a time soon
When we are equal,
Clone,
Human
One,
Treated like another should.