My dissaproval of the lifes we lead

So this life we lead-the of human evolution

This life we lead
Victims of our ancestors’ greed
This lie we’re being led
This world we’re being fed
Pushed along we ride this wave
Barely have we stayed afloat
Drowning towards a watery grave
Until there’s no one left to save
Powers crash down from above
Forcing us below the surface
Submissively we almost beg for more
Without making any fuss
Arms tied and hopeless
Occasionally gasping for air
Mediocrity spreading as we splash lazily
Heavily diving into despair
A decent and honest person has become so rare

As we try to banish variation
Frowning down upon the black sheep
Admiring a second hand creation
Forgetting about 3rd world starvation
As we did and dig
We have succumb to the ways of the world
Forgetting all the good they did
The disapproval is what we need to rid
Our graves are ready to lie in
Our brains permanently asleep
Eyes close as the world goes into spin
All with our own battles to win
Unawares of what we have created
A self trap leading full circle
Our lives are being narrated
Those who see are being frustrated

We are the foreseen story
Humankind has lost all sight of glory
Manipulated by kings and queens
The years accumulated
Justifying murder by teams
Wars glorified with high beams
Dictations by man made religions and gods
Now we give our power and lives to democracy
Nothing learnt from Zeus with his lighting rods
Still hunting after rabbits like dogs
The joke is on us as they laugh in their pits of finance
Dribbling down upon our mere being
For our own slavery we pay our dues
Sometimes not believing
Tears should be shed for what we are seeing
Awaiting some kind of religious salvation
Look around no one is grieving
Democracy has become dictation
As we panic over inflation
We’re all being watched like a hawk

As we pick of the dictators
Pick the man who talks the talk
For never do they walk the walk
Hundreds of employees taking our tax
A rich mans system favours the rich
Dare to disagree
Be burnt like a witch
Or found dead in a ditch
Social evolution has led us to this point in time
We dictate behaviour, trends and attitudes
Suck it up and enjoy this life of grime
Follow the pre painted line
Little do we realise we are all histories slaves
Pre-programmed bots with the choice of black and white
Still thrashing within the waves
We will all lie in regret at our graves
Limiting our lives to what is expectable
Slowly being squeezed into the bottle neck
What we do is all bull
Never is the glass truly half full
We all begin to bleed as our souls are crushed
Stamped upon and trodden on
For our blood is futures wine
But no one seems to see the sign

Sleep tight and goodnight!