Supervision Until Death

Tortured by the agony of selfleceration – full of pain
And fear – my sense of self-preservation keeps me
Alive – the whole way of life paved by affliction
And danger – more & 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 heir power rises
And inevitably steals our breath