They sell us a belief of choice

But where is the choice

When the only voice

Is a construct by and aged old system

Out of date and lacking distinction

And though it acts like it has conviction

It repeats the same old restrictions

Limiting our freedom through guilt and fear

Protecting an establishment it holds dear

This choice is a delusional dream

Based around a controlling theme

That manipulates both you and me.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.