Supervision Until Death

Tortured by the agony of self-laceration Full of pain and fear My sense of self-preservation keeps me alive The whole way of life paved by affliction and danger More and more I recognize the cruelty of reality Reality the greatest plot of life one walks Talks Sees Breathes But doesn't live No Rather serve the growing edifice That control sour so Called life Death gives way to the living Straight into freedom Way out of this edifice Everyone a brick in this stonework And day by day more people live in it Hour by hour their power rises And inevitably steals our breath