……A few more generations and it will be complete, our ancestors if they were alive would feel nothing but conceit, but when they look in close they’ll find nothing but deceit, when it comes to freedoms we still have to creep, most remain asleep, thinking they’ve made it because their furniture ain’t cheap, it’s the knowledge we didn’t keep, you ain’t civilized cause you got shoes on your feet, or some groundbreaking technology and a naval fleet, that’s something a monkey swinging from a vine can peep, our ignorance would equal to a heap, but it’s our fears that keep us as sheep, we hide behind self aggression and nice clothes with pleats, is it conditioning or discipline, fake reactions are penciled in, a freed dog struggling cause he can still hear the whistling.
- Author: EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 15th, 2024 10:52
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Great write
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