Just a role
My fate does not belong to me,
it is the governments to control,
to direct, and to send to its death.
My fate is out of reach to see,
it ignores the needs of my soul,
and ignores the need for breaths.
My life does not belong to me,
it’s prevented and restricted every day,
from enjoying fates devotion to myself.
My life reflected for my eyes to see,
prevented from enjoying freedoms way,
prevented from feeling any self wealth.
My existence is but a number given,
social insurance, a need for taxing,
and positional for the degrading control.
My existence by someone else is driven,
the turns and bumps are fast and never relaxing.
I acknowledge my life plays a useless role.
- Author: Maplespal (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 8th, 2024 10:42
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