I believe that we are trapped,

Inside our own little cages.

Iron melted from it's forefathers

from beneath it's forefathers.

Mined out from the

Mind of our forefathers

When they wouldn't mind

The mind of their forefathers.

But that was when their fathers

Forbode not our forefathers

Because our fourth fathers

Knew not of the

Consequences

Our fifth fathers

Emanated

But did they try?

Did they try to warn us?

Did they try to help us?

Help in advance

Of the consequences

Before it would get worse?

No.

Because when nature calls

When we don't answer,

Nature will just decide

To call it.

Quits.