Have you ever thought about
all that you have learned?
Where you have gone
Where you have come

Did you realize the truth
Have you learned it yet?
In the last moment will
you admit the waste?
Will it be your final  error?

Nothing you got from school
Nothing heard on TV or radio
mattered..
You have a daily chance
To think outside this box

Or you can wait for the culling
Like all the rest, lost in the delusion
You exist, but just barely, a ghost that
Will fade in fifty or a hundred years

You will be gone, like you never were
A path of nothingness, lost in the abyss
A slave to the lie, a shadow in the end
When, the earth takes you back, recycled

That is the path of the slave without chains
Their lies blinded you, their paper controlled
you,
The system, owned you with empty promises,
And, emptier dreams

Either open your eyes, and see the truth
Or, follow the brainwashed masses
Controlled by the lie, stay in line
With the falsehood being the real chains
That bound you.

An Original Poem by H.R. Beebe