New Age Slaves

The pen bleeds the pain felt by the people who have no voice
This paper the canvas portrays the masses that have no choice
An illusion of the world we live in, what we choose to see
When we’re hit into a tail spin

Colours of greys, reds, blues, greens, yellows and white
A space so clear but we’re blinded by that enveloping light
A hungry belly knows nothing of discretion
Just like that noisy neighbor who only wants to hear a mention

It’s a course of action that will turn the tables to ease the tension
Like a measure, too much of it spoils the fun
Open to a whole new world, a whole new life
The eye sees the sky as brighter but the mind sees new strife

The struggle that was wrapped around the neck & wrist
Turned into a burden on your shoulder, your new master is the plot twist
And it thickens
More conflict, more rumours of more trouble to come

The new age cancer hidden well like tumors, don’t know where the next one’s coming from
The heat piles on the scorching scars, say hi to your new shadow
Escape your only thought, “Never Again” the revised motto
It’s cool now, you think you’ve done well as the pain from the burns start to simmer
Numbers, codes provide so much comfort like a five course meal for dinner
Who says you’re better off? The rock & chain still bind you; It’s just your head above the water