The Machine

I am not a sheep
I am not a drone
I speak when you are speechless
I stand when you are prone

I may not make a difference
And you may never know
The things I have uncovered
Things not meant to show

This machine is built around us
We are the grease between the gears
Faceless pawns of giants
Soulless herds of steer

To learn is to be forgotten
Just know what you are fed
Never be curious
Never live and then you're dead

This world is your classroom
Ask questions
Search and learn
Don't waste the chance you're given
Or you will lose your turn

Don't be a mindless puppet
Question those who be
Take hold of the comet
And lead the blind to see

Blaze a trail for those to follow
So the lost may be lead
Don't live a life so hollow
If you do, you're already dead

I am not a sheep
I am not a drone
I speak when you are speechless
And I am not alone

Reviews

[Bridgette's Ink]

You have such a vivid imagination and it really shows in this piece. I like the shorter lines, especially here, because I felt it really meshed well with the content. The last two lines were extremely powerful, and I think they made for the perfect ending. Great job, yet again.

[Joan*Eckhart]

This was really tough and direct to the point. I liked the line, "This world is your classroom". I saw it as a message to the rebel within us.