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