Why is it I feel this way
This need to belong
To be a part of this troubled time,
this darkened world
Where good is seen as evil
and Evil is good.
Higher powers seeking control
our attention chained to the devices in our pockets
Slowly sapping our ability to think freely
To have an imagination is but a rarity
To conform is now a commonality
To be one with the group,
rather than speaking out as a lone voice
Freedom to think
as all but been taken away,
by the voices who shout tolerance,
but our intolerable to an opposing idea
The hypocrites simply multiple,
while the sincere dwindle.
There is a darkness rising
Creeping just out of view
Tainting each and every mind
Darkening their hearts
Their vision is now blind
Link upon link
Chains strengthen their hold
Holding us down
Pulling us down
How to escape.
How to break these chains.
How to rise
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