Why are we afraid of the darkness,
when iluminated in light?
Why can't we even get closer,
when whe have cast of all fright?

Why should we suffer,
when not at work?
Why should we work,
when there is no praise to put?

Why dont we lie down,
and embraise the gloom?
Get closer together,
and cast of our fears?

Well, it's not easy being a species
covered in tears!

Whe did not ask for this,
and whe do not need this
abomination they call life and death!
A slave in both states, of need and fear.
A slave to idieals that we do not share.

Cathegorised till the deep-blue end,
whitch will be most likely by our own hand.

God the dog died, and became a political tool,
all for the making, none for the caring,
from an artist to a santa-claus,
for grown-up children.

Whell, I have newer fealt heat in the light.
I have always bean frighened in dark.
I have never been shown how to love.
Like a dog I work for a pat on the back.

Rewards newer come for those left behind….

I feel sick…. :(