Wednesday, November 16, 2005


we are your controllers
we have you by the strings
please try to leave... we dare you to
will you be able to find the door,
before the thought police find you?
stand up and sing our chosen anthem
give up your free will and become one
no one has yet questioned us before
so we will keep on conditioning you
over and over and over till you break
only a few of you are strong and resistant
but in fear, you stay silent not to be found
our truth seekers are searching for you
no matter how locked up you stay
we will break you down just like the rest
and install the fear and guilt inside you
and never again shall you threaten us again

© 2005 thomas bates

1 comment:

fleurdemars said...

I really like this one...very 1984...the book, not the year..loll...