I forget sometimes
Life calls for one to be free
Such is the natural condition of any other animal
Why would consciousness hold humanity back?
The force of life itself,
the only distinction between us and the wild
Is our prison bars
How can this be?
How hath humans enslaved themselves?
Money has bound us to suicidal cubicles,
Solitary confinement, retribution for humanities collective greed
In a broken society
We must put together the pieces
To build, ground up, from a puzzled floor
Never quite knowing the picture beneath us
Until we’ve built up to the sky
Or have fallen underneath the table,
To be swept under the rug.
Either way, what the puzzle reveals
Amounts to no significance in the end
For what it reveals
Is not the bigger picture