It was always for another reason
It stretched from one end to another
Continued until it ran round the poles
Still you could see it on the glasses we all possess
For the grains and blades that cover the surfaces
The spoils and deceased will burn the mobiles we run
The family man or the child knows not the old ways we once marched into fields of gold for
The understanding of Labour has changed
Times have moved on not the path that was once so hard
Enhanced to improve our survival rate
We are not the only ones to evolve
Generating nothing but hate and disloyalty to those around us which have our hands in our pockets
As the paper falls like leaves on an autumn day
We all wait and stare into the sky
Where science has given hope
It has also taken faith
With each action from the slide of a finger to a point
Control is what we try to obtain
Leaving what was the strength as the enemy we seek and never saw
With just a simple press of the tool we were given we didn't realise that it was just a glitch
Hidden faces glance and peer concentrating on the very thing we all know existed and ignored
The fly on the walls keep its eye attached to what you do so it can swoop and spoil the spoils
Humanity and existence lost its true meaning when it answered the question
Why
How
Where
When
What
Who
...Us...
...There was no place for it now, in te past is where it will stay, as for the latter...
...It surrounds us and will forever be in our hearts...
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