We are all slaves of a society

in which nothing changes

everything and everyone are doing the same

We all endure the same routine of rubish

We come to change the world, but no one escapes its master

 

Our eyes glued together 

these minds know what to do

no eyes are needed to croos this place

we fear to all 

we care about none

our lungs expand and constrict

because,they were born knowing its end

 

we listen to the sound of everything

knowing when it will happen

when we will need them

our hands are put together bu hand-cuffs of air

not letting feel anything different

 

we are slaves of the universe

we are slaves of inventions

we are slaves of fear

we are slaves of rountines

we are slaves of repetition

we are slaves of men...