What I see every day by Ann Wood
What I see every day ...What we can but do not want to change ...
The degradation that ...
Dead people, with broken souls
envious and evil
- that's what we've become,
and every day the good in us collapses ..
As we die slowly,
without even feeling,
we do not live, but we vegetate miserably,
bowed their heads calmly.
In this gray of power
we are sinking day after day
there are no smiles in us
only rage and anger.
No more mercury, no spirit,
only slave consciousness ...
matrix-shaped life
life-punishment,
people with empty hearts and faces
people without content.
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2019-10-26 at 18:23
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