The clock upon the wall keeps ticking
In a slow procession of beats
The cars parade out on the streets
Sitting lost in silent thinking

The world has changed irreversibly
People now moving in fractured sync
Afraid to cough or even blink
As their lives become more beastly

For most it's just a continued misery
Seeing no hope or reason now
Not seeing the depth of the trickery
Nor even asking why or how

Life has changed for everyone
Inscribed in the minutes ticking by
Measured only in the overrun
And, still the people don't ask why

Solutions abound for those in control
They're drunk on a powerful drink
All the people bow down and shrink
Having lost their voices and human souls

Freedom is fleeing from all mankind
Life's normal now orchestrated to appall
In the malicious lies fabricated to malign
Measured in the ticking of the . . .
. . .clock upon the wall

© Jade Anjoun