Look around you?
Is there something wrong? With what is to be
Something creepy?
Perhaps it's time to wake up,
It's time to see the world as it is,
All this while you have been blinded,
They have made you not see,
With their lies ready made to deceive.
Look around you,
Everything seems in place,
Intact and very much arranged,
This is how well they have planned it,
No scratch nor cracks,
For everything seems perfect.
Perhaps you should take a closer look,
At what it is that consumes you,
At time they scruff you by the neck,
Digitalized to follow,
Programmed to kill,
This is us today,
Robots on their playing field,
Mere robots on their playing field.
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